Note: This story is the thirteenth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous twelve episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. * This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strong...
Sie lebten in einem Zweifafilienhaus, das deutsche Ehepaar Andreas und Sandra Hoffmann und das türkische Ehepaar Ali und Aisha Sülemann. Die Türken wohnten in der oberen Wohnung und durch die Sitten anderer Völker gab es immer wieder mal Reibereien, die aber nicht so ernst waren. Während sich Hoffmanns am agilen Nachtleben und dem ständig im Flur im Weg ste...
I shuddered from the force of my orgasm as I continued to come inside her. My mind reeled from the pleasure provided by the most exquisite woman I had ever fucked and the fact that she was my lover's wife. Sandra walked in on her husband, Graeme, and I in a heated 69 session and demanded I fuck her as a "use tax" for being with her man. Graeme was the only m...
Whitney Carlson stepped off the plane in St. Louis. She was there to meet with Sandra Bridgeman, her friend and one time college roommate. Only the day before Whitney had driven Sandra to the airport in Atlanta for her flight home. Sandra had called late the evening before to tell her Thomas, Sandra's husband of 22 years, had filed for divorce and moved out....
"If I have to return this again," Mrs. Kranton said, clearly annoyed, "it'll be your ass!" The woman stormed out of the store leaving the dress racks swaying in her wake. Sandra was used to dealing with the occasional irate customer, but this one was over the top. The lady had been in three times over the past few days complaining about the fit of her daug...
TERRY MEETS SANDRA When Sandra had learnt enough of the new world she began her search for real wealth. It had not been easy, trying to find out how the world worked and the way people behaved. The more she discovered about this new world, the more depressed she became. None of the spirits she had felt amongst people in 1645, survived today. They were a l...
Sandra paced the room, though she didn't know it each step showed the fluid movement shapely legs, the sensual curvature of her body to the supple curves that were tightly hugged by a tank top and thong. Each clandestine look would land on the phone while biting her well manicured nails. Sandra was struggling with making a call, one she had never thought of...
Sandra was tossing and turning in bed, trying hard to fall asleep and suppress her thoughts of sexual desires, but she just couldn't stop thinking about it. She could feel her panties becoming moist as she fantasized about the things she wanted to do to an unsuspecting male. Sandra has always been a dominant person, and always had to be in-control of any sit...
Jade and I had moved into the apartment just a month before. We had sold our place downtown and were hoping for something a little quieter out towards the 'burbs as we were starting a family and the noise and hassle had gotten to be a little too much. We had just found out that we were a few weeks pregnant, and so the house hunting had taken on a bit more ur...
Sandra thought about Jeff all through the next day. He had been her first, and she could still recall their experience as if it had happened only moments ago. She could feel his rough hands on her tender flesh; his sweat falling in beady drops on her soft belly; his stiffled grunts echoing in her ear. And his force! Oh how he had bent her to his will! Used h...