I found her in the back alley behind my store. She was bruised and battered and just this side of unconscious. I rushed over to her, barely making out in the darkness the bruises that puffed her face. She was covered in debris from my refuse container. Someone had taken the time to spew garbage from my bin all over her. A message? Or just a final insult to...
Note: This story is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly...
All characters in this story are over 18 years of age. This story is not about pure sex and takes time to develop. ***** Blake sat down at the dimly lit office desk and put pen to paper. "I woke up late yesterday and missed the bus. There will surely be hell to pay. Drank way too much last night even though I've got a mountain of bills to pay. My head jus...
This is NOT commissioned by the French Tourist Board – It's sort of 'O' meets Dracula, if you like. * Sandra and Rachel had been going to take a package deal to the Greek Islands. Just like every year. But they left it too late to book, and all the best offers were gone by the time they decided they could get away together for two weeks in July. So they e...
I used to be terrible at giving head. Some of this was aversion to dribbling, gagging (which I have a remarkable reflex for) or the very idea of getting cum anywhere on or in me. I didn't want to appear anything other than perfectly proper when on my knees. And of course, the overriding reason I didn't give in to the whispers of that demon succubus on my sh...
Hi, this is my first time doing anything, but I really like this site, and thought it was my turn to contribute. I have an idea where this is going, but please review, help and suggestions are very welcome!! ***** "Mmmm Brooke, yea, ohh just like that..." Mike grunted between strokes. "mmm I'm gonna come..." I grabbed his shoulders, rocking my hips up an...
I looked up as the young girl writhed and gyrated on the counter above me, a university student in a whore's costume. Her adult but almost boyish body looking incongruous in electric blue hot pants and pink push up bra, quaint in its old fashioned seedy promise. Her eyes fixed straight ahead, looking at herself in the gilded mirror on the wall opposite in al...
"You don't suppose your uncle was kidding?" Baxter wondered, peering through the gray and empty wood suspiciously. If there was a house there, he couldn't see it. Neither could she, but she had followed these directions precisely. She was not used to making mistakes. "He's not the kind of man to kid around," Shari said. "Based on what I've read in the paper...
She was nestled up next to him tightly when he woke up. She enjoyed his warm embrace while she slept, but it was pure torture for him. His cock was harder than ever and ready to cum. He fought off the urge to hump her as she slept. He knew better. With every breath he took in the scent of her. He struggled desperately as his pent up sexuality fought for cont...
The hilarity of the BBC stories appearing across the internet has always amused me. The foot long dongs, the brainless men and women, the language used, the silliness of the whole "interracial" gamut, it is really very humorous, especially when the writers and readers take themselves seriously. I decided to write my own. Here we go... Thanks to my editors,...