The paddle never left her side. Never, at least it seemed, though I'm certain it was accurate to say rarely. It seemed she always had it with her, either in her hand, or within easy reach. Always. At that moment, as I was on my knees, bent over the floor in front of the couch, naked except for a tight pair of black jockey shorts, carefully picking up every...
In chapter 01, Sara vividly recalls the cum-soaked farewell party given to her by her crewmates, as she embarked on her probe ship mission. Slipping back to the reality of the tiny probe-ship, Sara found a damp patch on her skin-tight flightsuit, where she had been rubbing herself through the material. Burning with desire, her previous horny state only aggr...
When the phone woke Sara at 7:08 am on a Saturday morning, she had no idea that one of the most difficult days of her life was about to begin. She didn't even bother checking the caller ID when she answered. "This is important I hope," she said to whoever was calling. "Is this Detective Delaney?" a man with a thick British accent asked. "Speaking." "Yo...
The heat outside was stifling. The only good thing was the fact that he was at the Sawgrass Lake watching the tunnel boat races. The breeze coming off the lake was brisk, but still warm. But at least it was a breeze. The vendor's tents were set all around the perimeter and all were doing a bustling business. Especially the beer tents. I mean, who could resis...
Nick and I had been friends since university. We'd moved into the same house at the start of the second year, and had been inseparable ever since. Ten years later we still met up frequently to talk about careers, families, sports and whatever. Nick came from money, unlike me, and was always willing to help spread the wealth. This included inviting me to his...
Day 3 Unlike the day before, I was not alone when I woke. Sara was sleeping contentedly in front of my and Jessie was behind me. One of her legs was draped over my hip, her huge, limp shecock pressing into my ass cheek. She was at least partially awake because she was idly drawing circles around one of my nipples with a fingertip. I disentangled myself fr...
I don't remember the first time she came into the place, as I didn't really know the regular patrons very well, but every indication was that Glenda knew me before I knew her. Apparently from the beginning she wanted something from me, something that when things started between us, I was more than willing to offer her. When I first met her, she was usually...
The car arrives promptly at 09.30 hours, as stated on the card she had opened when she rose that morning. Sara has her small handbag with her, a light coat, and nothing else. Dressed smartly in a blouse and knee length skirt she closes and locks the front door, making her way down the path on sensible 2 inch heels, sheer stockings swishing together as she ap...
Ivy sat at the kitchen table eating her breakfast, she had a small bowl of cereal. Her mother had just left for work. She was struggling internally with keeping her secret from her mother. She loved her mom and had mostly shared everything with her. Lately she had barely spoken to her. Her mother had suggested she see a therapist, because her mother thought...
As much as Sara loved to hear his voice, she hated not having him there with her better. His touch always warmed her like hot cocoa in a winter night no matter what the actual weather was outside or in. He was the man she always ran to whenever there was something wrong in her life and yet the only thing that was wrong with her now is that he wasn't there in...