Chapter Eleven: A Softhearted Dose of Strap Oil I woke up this morning with a song on my lips, a lyrical heart and loins ablaze. My thoughts were of love and Ms. Handlesmen. I was a new man, no... a boy, born just three days ago. I was alive for the first time in twenty years. One whiff of life was all I'd needed, but I'd been allowed to hear it, see it, an...
It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... the...
James and I recently moved up north to accommodate his company. It was a big change for both of us. There were landscape differences and weather changes that were very new to us. The scenery was more exciting and closer to nature, which pleased me. Even though I had lived in the area, many years ago, coming back to it was a culture shock. First off, we wer...
Ever since I could remember, I've always had a thing for black guys, and it's not an easy thing for an Arab woman to admit. The family in which I grew up is profoundly racist, although they would deny it to no end if queried on the subject. There isn't supposed to be any racism in Islam, that's the fairy tale being preached in every Masjid from Yemen to Leba...
The day had been excellent, and the end of it was looking up. Pete had thought he might get a bit of fun with Rachel, but now he knew she was a true Domme and now that he'd admitted to her his submissive leanings, it looked as though it was going to be a very interesting few hours. Bring it on, he thought. Rachel looked at him as a predator looks at prey, h...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN The Appointment "This is the place," Julia said enthusiastically as she turned off the highway. They passed onto a private road and headed towards a large corporate estate with a tall, looming brick wall surrounding it. Erica didn't want to be there. He felt lightheaded and nauseous, desperately worried about where Julia was taking him....
Chapter 6 plays with words again. There is always debate about cuckold stories, but the characters in this story are not intended to be cuckolds. Following are definitions of the main characters as I see them, a Stag and a Vixen, taken from the urban dictionary. A Stag is a sexually straight man who encourages his wife or girlfriend to also fuck other men....
PART ONE: REALIZATION The old saying "you never really ever know some one" is quite true when it comes to my wife Debbie. Debbie has always seemed to come up with new surprises to keep our marriage stimulated and adventuresome. As I've recently found out though she seems to have been keeping some things to herself. Debbie was away for a twelve-day business...
Maddy Returns I noticed Miss Maddy getting dropped off at the main house around 10 am. I did a quick final check of the pool room and my "pink" room just in case I forgot anything and around 11 Miss Maddy came in. She greeted me warmly with a light peck on the cheek and asked, "How's Ronnie doing today? I have missed our time here in the pool house". Why do...
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature so if you are underage where you live, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to a...