"Wow, that's what I call a critics review," said Robert Preston. He was in bed on a Sunday morning, with his fiancé Michelle Conner, reading an on line review of his Bistro in the local newspaper. "Mmm, that's nice," said Michelle sleepily, turning over and going back to sleep. The Bistro had been fully booked the previous night and the two of them were e...
A Saturday night was reserve for fun and excitement. Some people get invited to parties or a night at a bar. Some plan out overnight trips to an amusement park or go out of town. Hell, some even get wasted at clubs or big sports events, only to pay for decision the following day. And like all of the above, Wes planned for such a night. Only this was a differ...
The sunlight was creeping through the window as I woke up to what, I assumed, was the next day. As I laid there, I thought about what had happened the previous night with Veronica, Jerome and myself. I was hoping it'd all been a dream, but my jaw ached from sucking Jerome's cock and having the ball gag in my mouth for such a long time. There was still a fai...
Jadyn had put her phone on silent lest Daunte tried to text or call her with any empty apologies. She had never been to Rafael's place. It seemed hundreds of miles away as a hot wetness throbbed between her quivering thighs. At one stop light unable to stand the masculine scent of him, the feel of his body heat, Jadyn ran her hand along Rafael's thigh. He s...
13:21 Text Message: Annie 'What are you doing this afternoon?' 13:23 Text Message: Fergus 'I'll pick you up' 13:23 Text Message: Annie '2pm at the courts?' 13:34 Text Message: Fergus 'Fine' Her stomach squirmed, eleven minutes of uncertainty leaving her faintly sick and entirely distracted. She returned her attention to the front of the room whe...
I've been struggling to write this piece, about how I walked out of my boring marriage and moved in with my lover. This is about my transition from a responsible, suburban wife to a carefree concubine and my transformation from an uninspiring, drab woman to a svelte sex-symbol; the quintessential bimbo. My dress code and image was transformed from sensible a...
Chapter 16: The Archbishop My worst fears about Julia's reactions to the afternoon's activities, in particular La Contessa's command for me to fondle her slave girl, are not realised. Indeed, the whole episode turned us both on. Luckily she has no use for either of us for the rest of the evening so we retire in secret to Julia's room. It proves an ideal op...
They had been friends for years. The four of them were as different as night and day, but they all complimented each other in one way or another. Two girls and two guys, of course they'd tried dating each other once upon a time, but all found out that their friendship was better off without the dating. The girls were at opposite ends of the spectrum. Both w...
His body was warm and strong, and she found herself leaning into him as he tightened his embrace. "You are mine Nadezsha. Mine to pleasure... and ravish." One of his hands slid to her back, rubbing up and down it slowly. His hardness strained against her thigh. She wondered what his sexual proclivities were. Was he rough, given his alpha-male attitude, or d...
Showering for work, I look down at my chastity bound cock, still struggling to come to terms with the events of the weekend. A sense of relief washes over me. The relief found when a lifelong secret had been broken. I was no longer wracked with guilt of my crossdressing dark side. No, I was now liberated in mind yet bound in a physical sense. My wife had a p...