Few people in your life truly touch you. Literally speaking, I have had dozens and dozens. Brief physical moments in time, some I enjoyed, and some I did not. This, however, was the first man, the only man, who not only fucked me, but really fucked me. We met at the beach, on the boardwalk. It was the weekend of my 21st birthday, and I was there celebrating...
It took slave some time to become used to the idea that “John” no longer existed. He couldn’t even remember the last time any mail came in his name, or for that matter, the last time he saw mail. There hadn’t been a phone in the house for months. Mistress had successfully isolated him from everyone. Being stuck in the house seemed to be breaking his spirit,...
It had been the absolute worst week of Michelle's twenty-nine years of living. She had been fired from her floral designer job because 'she was not fitting in at Whitemans'. It wasn't that "she" didn't fit in, it was Mr. Whiteman, who wouldn't "let" her in. He had made it quite clear as to what would help her career most. She quit on Tuesday. And then on W...
It was Friday. Two long weeks since Michael had last been under Laurie's control and teasing attentions. He had taken the day off and arrived at her house at mid-morning, letting himself in because she was at work. Carefully he followed the instructions she had left on the dining room table. His clothes and car keys were now securely locked in the cedar che...
"Hello? Is anybody here?" Britney shut the side door to the Firehouse behind her. Hearing only the barking of tiny dogs she froze and waited for a reply. After a second shout out for attention she heard a gruff, "Be right there." A medium build man in uniform shuffled toward her voice. At seeing Britney in only her bikini he stopped in his tracks. Brows ra...
Hi my name is Sunny, a housewife since 20 years, well, really a long time to be with one man. My husband Tedd is a business man. He has no time for me, due to his busy schedules and meetings and new plans to extend his business. I take it as fine. As what ever he is doing is for us, his family. We have a son 18 years old, Bob. Bob is a sweet heart, very lovi...
Rose absentmindedly untied the knot in her headscarf. She'd been in the kitchen all day preparing for this dinner, and what's the betting she wouldn't get any thanks for it whatsoever. She never did. David wasn't a bad husband, not at all. He was hard-working, intelligent, caring and a great provider but she sometimes felt she needed more. She had a career o...
"Well, I for one keep finding things missing on this site. First there were no cheerleader feet stories, and now I couldn't find anything to do with soccer and feet or any sports (related to feet) for that matter. So, let's go to a high school weight room, where three senior soccer girls (all 18 fyi) decide to have some post game fun. Please comment and rate...
I have worked the late shift for almost a year now and I hate it for the most part. But there are a few perks like no big bosses to watch over you and when you have finished everything you can sit down or even go for a nap until the bosses are ready to come in. Plus there is less traffic on the road on the way home which means it don't take me long to get...
This one's a quickie written in response to a request -- you know who you are and I hope it presses all the right buttons! Bess x * Dave stepped back to admire his reflection in the full length mirror on the back of the wardrobe door. "Not bad," he nodded approvingly as he scrutinised his naked torso, "not bad at all." He stroked his downy chest, sucked...