'The House Guest' involves characters who appeared in my earlier offering, 'The Discipline Begins', and refers to events contained therein, but can be read as a stand alone story. * Florence Roberts' pretty ever-so slightly retroussé nose had been put out of joint. Sir Richard had invited a guest to stay at the Manse: Marsha Williams, best-selling popular...
It had been a long day. All I wanted to do was get home, and cook a nice meal for Mike. I stopped by the grocery for some steaks and makings for a salad. I could not help but notice the look the produce man gave me as I picked up the carrots. It made me blush a little as I felt the heat rise into my tits. I quickly turned away, not wanting to make my nipples...
Amanda had just given me a terrific blowjob, easily the best I'd had in a long, long time. I like it when a girl shows a lot of enthusiasm and uses a lot of suction. Maybe it's an age thing, but I really need a lot of tongue and suction to be able to get to an orgasm. I think some girls are afraid they'll hurt the guy's cock. Maybe they don't know there need...
I hope you enjoy this continuing saga of my little slut. Please vote and let me know of any other ideas you would like to read about. In my last story. I was on my way home feeling bad about not taking care of Daddy before going to fuck Craig. I ran into my neighbor and made an appointment to interview for college, and thanked him with a mercy/thank you blo...
Day Six – Servitude It was surreal. Surreal and mortifying. That was the only way to describe the morning's activities, Kelli decided. Oh, the day had started out quite well. She'd been especially attentive during Jack's morning blow job, rubbing her tits across his body even as she brought him up to full erection. She'd reacted appropriately chastened when...
I had wrote him the letter and left it in his top drawer. It read that I wanted to be his in all ways. I wanted him to control me, my entire body and our lives together. I was somewhat embarrassed. We had lived happily as husband and wife for a couple of years now and had talked about many fantasies, but for one reason or another I had not told him this one....
My husband was standing in our kitchen, blatantly displaying mixed emotions. He was obviously in a sexual agitated state with what was possibly going to take place, but also a high degree of anxiety swamped his very being. "You can stop this anytime you wish, that is, until we set foot in the studio. Once we're in the studio, there will be no turning back!...
This story is completely true; the chain of events might not be completely right, but I have written it to the best of how I remember it. The characters and Funtime swingers club exist and the club is where and how I have described it. Most of the names are real, the only ones that are not I have said so and provided a name just so as to make the story easie...
Chapter 5: The Girls Arrive Part way through the fifth month I decided that it was time to go for another one of my fantasies. I was going to be out of town visiting family for 2 weeks and I couldn't take her with me. So, I gave her an assignment. She was to travel to Chicago, hang around in the college bars and meet women. As she met the women she was to t...
Kim Zolchiak stared at her reflection in the mirror. The tall, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian gal smiled at herself. She was a skinny blonde-haired white chick. Supposedly the epitome of beauty in the eyes of most Americans. Most people thought she was hot and she knew it. And she was also married to a wealthy man and lived in Atlanta, one of the Amer...