My apologies for the long wait on this one. This chapter went through several iterations before I finally landed on a version I was satisfied with, and somewhere in between all of those iterations I went through a phase where I lost all interest in continuing this story. But then I published a one-off story on here that was received fairly well, so I thought...
I woke up to two giggling girls. They were lying on the bed with me in the middle and they were smoking a joint. Annie lying there like a goddess in her black negligee and Denise in her red outfit. I was already hard and this is what they were giggling about. As soon as they realised I was awake Annie was first to speak as she said "Lulu, your panties look...
Smoke hung heavy in the air and he could feel the thumping bass through the soles of his boots as he made his way slowly through the random party house. He couldn't remember if it had been Ricky or Jasmine or Franco who invited him or if anyone even had. All he knew was that he had the supply and the demand was here. Slapping palms with several people he pa...
So I have always been really a tiny person. At just 5'2 and barely 100lbs, I was often mistaken as a girl from behind. And my feminine mannerisms did not really help out matters. Being from a small town in Illinois, I had few friends and never dated anyone (being gay in a small town I never had a chance). My only close friend was Ashley. Ashley and I had bee...
In part 1 Kyla met and had her first session with her new slave. Then in part 2 we backtracked to tell how Kyla's late husband Timon was trained as a submissive by Nicola. Now we move forward with Nicola as she also took Timon's parents in hand, after he had left home for university. * Nicola became a Nanny about ten years before this part of the story i...
Adisa was gently playing with my belly. Pale and a little flaccid, it was the product of a decade of donut and fast food abuse. What had once been the body of a high school rugby player was now, very much the body of a middle aged nerd. As if sensing my insecurity she quickly straddled me, kissed me on the lips and said: "Lets go for a run." "But I'm hungo...
I am driving toward Deadman's Curve going 70 miles per hour; a speed that I know will send me crashing over the guardrail. How did my nice orderly life turn into this? My name is Tom and I am 42 years old. I worked hard from the day I graduated as a pharmacist. For several years I was employed by the largest drugstore in town, saved my money and opened my ow...
Her pigtails make such wonderful reigns. She digs her hands into my thighs as I pull her throat down the whole of me. No matter how hard or fast—she never gags. She takes it in stride, egging me on when I ease up and laughing if I tire of it before she does. But try as I might, no matter how those blue eyes looked up at me as I fucked her face, I can't rem...
Meeting Gustavo Monica Garza's austere, coprolite-like walls, covered with aquarelles of men in tutus and women's swimwear, are sound-proof, and Gustavo must intuit or presume this since, once inside, his voice climbs in pitch in a way it wouldn't in any other of her condo's rooms. In the little kitchen, for instance, he nearly whispered. The tutu- and wome...
Coming awake, and enjoying the sensation, I realize that it's Saturday. I realize that Cheryl isn't in bed with me. I can't decide whether that's a bad thing or not. Not after last night, that is. Last night! All of a sudden, last night just explodes in my memory. Now I realize why I feel luxuriant in the afterglow of a good sleep. In the few minutes that I...