Jeff was just a regular dude when he met Jezebel. They had lived together for a few months and at first they seemed satisfied with each other. They got along fine and would have appeared like any normal couple in public, but that was now long ago. Even then, Jeff had felt lucky to have her because of his tiny penis! One Saturday night, Jezebel came home lat...
This is what happened in the days following my story "A Special Hair Styling." I was totally unprepared for the aftermath of my first adventure in sex with a man other than my husband. We'd talked about all kinds of kinky things during sex. I am much more careful than Gene, and try to only say what I mean. We even discuss what we said in the heat of passio...
Sharisse, my supervisor, noticed the change in my attitude first. My three month long temp assignment at the processing department of a big L.A. bank had been a blast. Temping is usually a pain but this assignment was fun. Easy job, fun co-workers and a central location in a large office building next to a strip mall with a bookstore and Mexican restaurant W...
She pulled the dress on over her head and looked in the mirror. It was form fitting, just short enough to be inappropriate for work and just long enough to be appropriate in a small town. She pulled on a jean jacket and slipped her feet into a pair of simple heels. It was far from her normal attire, but tonight she had to blend in. Her heels echoed on the...
Scene One: Backstage "Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?" I hear Miss Debra's cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the reflection of her pretty face, as she playfully...
Rick’s night was, unfortunately, over. What was wrong with him? He just couldn’t find what he was looking for. There were lots of willing women here at Dante’s. After all, that was the purpose of a sex club – for willing partners to come together for mutual depravity. Depraved – that exactly the word for a club that catered to BDSM. Lots of eager flesh to be...
I guess I should have known it would come to something like this. Here I was, on my knees, clad only in pink thong panties, sucking an amazingly large cock for all I was worth, while three women "encouraged" me – verbally and with their hands, at times, pushing rather firmly on the back of my head. I realized that I had been headed in this direction for qu...
Note - This story happens after the story 'When it rains, it pours'. ---------------- I was sitting on the bed in the small room, literally twiddling my thumbs and waiting. I was dressed in a black knee length wrap-around skirt and a snug white t-shirt that accentuated my boobs. There was no bra underneath, so my nipples were poking through the fabric. A r...
Tears began to swell in her eyes as she saw her small hometown of 48 years in her rear view mirror. She knew this day would be coming but not sure when. She would be moving in with her long time friends, Pam and Rick until she found substantial work and a home of her own. She knew it was time for a change in her life. For her, this was a fresh start after...
Author's Notes: This is a stroke story, so if that isn't your sort of thing, this is your warning. This is more or less a true story, although I've naturally had to put a little artistic license in there. I can't really know exactly what's going on in someone else's head, or see everything at once. The Lynn and Lee stroke tales will eventually build into...