I parked my car and walked towards Karen's house with a bottle of wine and a wrapped chess pie. It is already dark out, and through her open curtains I see a small crowd milling around her book-lined living room: other professors, her colleagues and friends, all bookish, all PhDs. My heels click on her cement walk and I tug the top of my tube dress up a bit,...
Mark and Sandra Thomas were by definition still newlyweds. At just under three years since their wedding they were still getting a feel for each other, and learning their way around the finer points of their relationship. It had been a very loving marriage, just as their long courtship had been. Romantic evenings filled with candle-lit dinners and moonlit wa...
Cali got off her bus, one of the first students as she sat right behind the bus driver, having always preferred not to be trapped further down the bus with all the bigger students. Walking slowly towards the school, she wore a long red dress, a vibrant color that matched her hair, suited her black beret and matching belt, and made her skin seem even paler...
Chapter 04 Auntie P employs a gardener. If you have read chapters one to three of "Mrs. K and me" you will be aware that Mrs. K seduced me, her grocery delivery boy who was the son of an acquaintance of her own age. Mrs. M or Auntie P. as she was known to me, a neighbor of Mrs. K. had got involved in chapter two. She was a close friend of my mother but a l...
My hands were freezing and I blew into them to generate some warmth. Rubbing them together, I wondered how much longer it would be before someone would come to get us. “It’d be a lot easier if you’d relax,” one of them said. “Relax,” I spat. “I’m locked in a storage shed, with no lights and no heat, with three guys, one of whom is an idiot. Tell me, ple...
We left the kitchen, and her husband and two kids, behind us and ventured out into the expansive yard. I followed her tremendous tush through an overgrown vegetable garden to a sort of ramshackle tool shed, behind which was about 5 feet of open space between the shed and the neighbor's fence. I was impressed with her plan. Here we could not be seen by anyo...
It was a momentous day in this sleepy, rural backwater of Yorkshire. The enormous zinc-plated shed erected many months ago, and the mysterious comings and goings beyond the perimeter fence had aroused the curiosity of the locals. Few local people were engaged in the construction of Lady Sally's airship, and those who were had been sworn to secrecy. The stead...
He wasn't sure how she had convinced him to do it but now he was collecting his own pee in an old milk carton with a green screw on lid. The smell was terrible but over a couple of days he had not far off three pints of it. Trouble was that during the same period he had played with himself a lot. He had so much stuff in his head he had to get it out one way...
I was standing by the front door, stark naked, where JT had left me a few minutes earlier. My hands were tied behind my back with a course rope. There was a pink peg on each of my protruding nipples. Drops of wetness were trickling down from my thick, black pubic hair. Slowly rocking from side to side, I was trying to rub my pussy against my thighs, so horny...
Hello again, you will probably remember me from Gardening 1, a story about old Bill who came to help me keep our garden trim, but he finished up trimming me in a big way, his huge old cock taking over my life, making me his sex slave. I would do anything; yes, anything to feel his cock inside my wet and very willing pussy. We also shared long and leisurely...