I'd often joked about having 'a bit of black.' Not remotely racist, I suppose I never really thought seriously about the issue. I know I should never have been upset if my teenaged daughter had come home with a black guy. So the happenings I am about to relate shouldn't have come as a surprise to me - but they did, in a way. I flew out to Toronto, for my f...
Hello once again. Everyone in this chapter is of legal age and this is still fiction. All names and places are fictitious, and do not represent anyone or anyplace that I know. As I have said before, I believe the female body is the most beautiful sight in the world and the naked form should be seen by all. But our society forbids it, at least for now, so w...
In this chapter the horny hypnotherapist Dr D.G. Dalliance meets up with a devil in disguise, a spunky but rather sullied Sally. She's still the talk of her first job workplace,the public library from where she was sacked for her licentious behaviour without a licence. And later, her family trust him to straighten her out. Sally is just too big for her boots...
Authors note: I want to apologize to all the 'Paul' fans out there but he just has to go. He really pissed me off when he told Sue to "Shut Up!" while in his car after partying with Greg and Mary. Sue is just too much of a classy woman to be talked to that way. * "Hi Bob. I'm coming to Boston." "What?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" "I'm coming...
(Note: If you haven't followed Sally from my other stories, well, don't worry. She's pretty self explanatory.) Sally was bored. The slender older ("40's something, if you please!") brunette glared around her hotel room as though it was the room disappointing her. She kicked off her flats and proceeded to scatter her gray business pants suit around the room....
I kind of knew Sally from some committees we were on together at the school, the Academic Excellence Committee and the Teacher Appreciation Committee. I won't bore you with details, these were just about what they sound like. Six or eight parents would meet in the library at the school every few weeks and plan award ceremonies and special things. I was being...
My apologies to Troubador. I wrote this story several years ago before I read his similar story. His is much better than mine, so please read it. ***** "How far is Sally going to take this", Bill thought to himself as he watched the TV in his bedroom. He pulled again at the handcuffs and leg restraints that kept him spread-eagled on his bed. The door to t...
Showing Sally Ch 15 Waking up in the morning, struggling to get out of bed and to the bathroom. The damn spreader bar is such a hindrance, but my handlers insist I use it so my pussy is open for all to see. But, I do manage to get around with it and use the bathroom. Once I finished peeing, pooping and washing the butt plug off, I reinsert it so I don't ge...
Drake knew his wife's 30th birthday was only a few days away, as she had reminded him constantly over the past several weeks not to forget. He guessed from all the hints that she had been dropping lately that she had wanted a new vibrator for her birthday. He and his wife loved exploring with sex toys, and already had an array at home to play with. Even so,...
February 1979 Sally was home on an unseasonably warm night for late winter, even by Southern California standards, trying to study. Her academic career was hanging by a thread, and she was trying to get back into the swing of her studies. Her first semester at UCLA had been pretty much a disaster. Between partying with Ted and his friends, partying with her...