I had not heard from Troy in awhile as he had headed off to college but his brother Chris was another story. He liked the idea of having a sex slave and in his own apartment we would meet once every two weeks, sometimes more but never less. He also was really interested in trannies and while I was not passable he enjoyed having me dress if not fully, wearing...
Michele sat silently in the car as she watched the tail lights of the police car disappear in the distance; the bitter aftertaste of the policeman's sperm still in her mouth. She was confused; the fat cop with his stubby fat cock had forced her to fellate him; but she had become sexually aroused and hadn't even realised it. She sat for a few minutes and deci...
Welcome to Chapter 2. Thank you all for the wonderful feedback. In this chapter, I'm setting the story a bit more. Again, I would appreciate your reviews/comments/suggestions. ***** I woke up the next morning with a splitting head ache and really dry mouth. "What did I do last night?" I found myself thinking, and while thinking through my night, was fill...
Chapter Seven -- Pool Party Panic "You are more likely to die crossing the street than in an airline accident," Marjorie Deakin said. As usual she was dressed in her navy blue stewardesses uniform, legs clad in sheer black stockings and her feet shod in four-inch black patent leather high heels; her blonde hair and heavy makeup. "But we take safety seriou...
Chapter Twelve: The Last Ride Cassie lay on top of Natalie, rubbing her erect penis on Natalie's mons through two layers of satin panty. "If you come before you put that in me I'm going to make you pay bitch," Natalie reached down and squeezed Cassie's penis and smiled up at her lover. "I know it drives you wild; I can feel you getting wet through your pa...
Author's Comments I was recently called to task for a faux pas I made in chapter 4 concerning a woman's specific anatomy when I described Faith enviously watching Regina's Adam's Apple bob as she swallowed the majority of Cal's hot load. Now, being able to run my hand down my own throat, I am well aware of the fact that a woman does not possess this particul...
Chapter Two - She Devil Penelope Bishop and Randy Cody had married not long after the shootout at a meth lab where Penelope had shot the Chief of Police and Randy had shot another police officer. The Chief of Police, other senior police officers and several criminals were involved in a conspiracy and had been defrauding the Police Benevolent Fund as had the...
Farah Bukhari was sixty-five, a grandmother and loving, loyal with her to her husband Mamood. With two grown daughters, and their grandchildren she always loved her husband, and was a devout Muslim wife. That was until a fortnight ago she had discovered her husband of almost forty-five years had lived a double-life of his own. He had been hiding a gambling,...
Three years ago my nineteen year old white daughter drove along with me five hours north from our home in Southern Indiana to a city on the shoreline of Lake Michigan. Now I had always suspected that Bethany was sexually active since she was close to twenty, but I did not realize that her preferences included black men. I must preface this story with the fa...
In the dark, cramped control room James sat transfixed. His eyes were not on the extravagant stage show visible just through the window in the auditorium. Instead they were captivated by Michelle as she rocked back in forth in her high stool, talking to herself and hovering like a spider over the control panel. “Yes … Yes … Yes … and, and, and … now. And n...