The trip to the Lodge lasted about four hours where they arrived there by 14:00. Don drove most of the way spelled by Marg. The four sex slaves Daisy, Lee, Jackie, and Diana sat in the back of the van, trying to get at much rest as they could. The lodge according to Marg was owned by a cooperative composed of friends, all sex slave owning masters and mistres...
Cruising past mile 7 on the treadmill, Kate felt good, the buzz of the endorphins making her feel on top of the world. Wiping her brow with her towel, she looked around the room through the mirror in front of her. Apart from herself, there were 3 men in the gym, a dear old gentleman walking slowly on an inclined treadmill, one of the personal trainers for th...
Author's note: This is the second installment in this series. While it does stand alone, the first chapter sets some of the scene. Please, vote and comment below, the feedback is the only payment we authors get! ***** I stared at my computer, trying to look busy, lest the owner of the company poke his head through the door on one of his surprise Friday af...
Part 1: The Problem I was between jobs a while back and went to visit my friend Heather for a little while. Though we had been fairly close in college, we had drifted apart recently and I missed her. We had both been cheerleaders at Florida State, but truthfully, I had been much wilder and spent most of my time with the wild crowd while Heather had been muc...
The night air is crisp but thankfully not too cold. There is no breeze; the night is very calm and still. We are walking down an old path near the city park. The path forks off in one direction that takes you into the park and into a rose garden. The other part of the path goes up a small hill where you can look out over a lake. The moon is shining bright fr...
I married Judi when I was 27 years old. I was a tall, dark, and handsome stud looking for pussy rather than a relationship. When I met Judi, a blond 110lb. 5ft. 4in. bombshell with beautiful 36C breasts five years my senior and a lot more mature than myself I was easily swayed to submit. Judi was raised as a street smart woman hotel hooking in New York City...
The lack of natural sound was something Clayton always hated. For the week or so he was at sea, his ears were filled with all sorts of manufactured sounds. Whether it was the drone of the ship's engines, the fake laughter from drunken passengers, or the awful stage shows... it was all fake and manufactured. As he took a deep breath and peered out at the empt...
I'm awakened by the winter sunlight pouring through the window, and a particularly bright beam falling right in my face. My wife is still asleep, facing away from me. I roll to an upright position and quietly get out of bed so as not to disturb her, tiptoeing into the bathroom to relieve my bladder and take a shower. She really wore me out last night, and my...
"Huns, would you get me a beer?" The game is on. It is half-time and your friends are here; cigar smoke eddies in the air mingled with the smell of beer farts, boisterous men, high-fives, chest pumps, all interspersed with the noise of the fans on TV. Game day. I bend slightly and hand the beer to you. His hand moves under the hem of my skirt to touch th...
Anna still standing outside Dave's house, now in an emotional battle trying to convince herself that she didn't do anything wrong. She continued to tell herself that she needed cock since her husband works away most of the year. What he does not know can't hurt him. But the guilt was so overwhelming knowing that she fucked a another man and his son. Knowing...