All sexual acts herein are between people 18 years of age, or older. Chapter 8 Fucking Winnie and Later the Same Night--Nikita The following evening, Donnie picked Winnie up at her front door and took her out to dinner at one of Athens finest restaurants. Afterward, he drove straight to his home. During the ride, Winnie allowed her hand to stray to his cr...
Kate walked into the room and pulled back the duvet, and folded it neatly against the foot board, her movements slow and somewhat robotic, a single thin white sheet would be all that was needed, the breeze was losing the battle, the room was hot, the humidity all but unbearable. She lay down on the side of the bed on her side in the fetal position then put a...
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"She walked into the room in a Santa suit and I could tell she was trouble..." from Yuletide Mindfuck Shane Houston finished his shift at 1pm on February 14th and left work with a spring in his step. He even blew a kiss to the check-out girl as he stepped out the door. There were several reasons for his lightness of mood. His new first-floor manager's job...
Part One: Tricked "Monica, I don't feel so good." Startled, Monica Jensen jumped and turned toward the doorway of the bathroom. Hanging onto the door jam and looking like death warmed over was Lilly Banks. Her shiny black leather covered head was hanging down loosely, and she swayed from side to side like a listing ship. "Uh Oh Honey what's wrong?" The mi...
My time reading stories here on Lit has given me a keen insight into my own personality. I have found out where my interests lie. For a long time I couldn't understand, because of my sexual proclivities, why I like the Loving Wives Category. Until I realised that I get turned on by consensual humiliation and degradation not mine mind you, but of others. Non-...
Chapter 5 A Person of Interest The divorce would be final on December 29th, just before New Year's. Between now and then, I had to establish a permanent residence suitable for the children and I had to work out a visitation schedule for them as well. Whether I liked it or not, I had to deal with Reese. "I thought we should get together to discuss the share...
Chapter 6 — THURSDAY NIGHT — Volkov throws a party The Smoke Stack was a tall and narrow club, designed to resemble the inside of a bloated factory tower. The building from the outside was made of darkly tinted glass, although even from a distance the gyrating silhouettes of dancers could be seen on every level of the club. It was the perfect location for o...
To the friend I never met, for what might have been, this tale is dedicated. It began last spring. I knew my grades were good enough for my scholarship, except for my English. I needed an A and at the moment was heading for a poor B at best. Mom and Dad knew I was trying hard and one Friday evening, after supper, Dad asked me if I thought some extra tutorin...
I met with Edgar Montoya a few days later. He didn't have an opening in his schedule so he offered to meet with me at lunch. I told him of the verbal agreement to purchase the house and gave him the pertinent details. He explained the due diligence and closing processes and suggested we meet in his office rather than the bank. He didn't usually work Saturday...