Part One Well how did I get here? Bob Tucker, newly retired at 55, not buff but not quite squishy, fairly comfortable, never married and still a certifiable horn dog. An athlete through college and still pretty active, but with an overactive sex drive. My investments and real estate holdings together with a 20 year pension courtesy of our local school distr...
I entered the office and walked to the receptionist. "Mr. Sam to see Ms. Goodhouse." The woman checked her book, nodded and told me to have a seat. The office was neat, efficient and quiet. I noticed that each time the door to Ms. Goodhouse's office opened she was either on the phone or giving orders to one of the secretaries that went in and out like worker...
Finalising the wedding plans were a huge success, everyone in agreement. Part two of the family get together also proved a success. After the spankings and hugging MaMa took the girls into her rooms to leave the Men to chat. Would anyone like MaMa to bathe them, both hands shot up, luckily PaPa had a bath fit to bathe 4. Abi began to cry again, Lee was f...
"Kylie, I don't want this old creep sucking on my toes." "Eel" O'Neill paused. "Besides, they're disgusting. She might get salmonella or something." The young couple was snuggling on the couch, and Kyleen's new boyfriend had taken his shoes off. But why on earth had Ky encouraged this old hag to suck his feet while he and Ky made out? "You'll get used to i...
Abbey couldn't believe how foolish she had been. At 26 years of age she was a college graduate with an MBA and thought she had enough life experience to avoid being suckered, but that was evidently not the case. She was staying with her mother while she waited for her new executive level, river view condo downtown to become available. In addition to enabling...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and the characters bear no resemblance to any persons living or dead. It is a pure fantasy and highly improbable in real life. Please read this story in sequence if possible. Comments, feedback and votes greatly appreciated. Appreciate the few comments I have received in the past and I apologize for the de...
Another reoccurring dream my slave sara told me. It was a Friday, not just any Friday but the third Friday in the month to be factual, the day the slave auction bursts into life. How did I know, I was up for auction and was delivered the night before? Nothing was ever forced and the bulk of the 15 up for sale today have all volunteered and could walk awa...
First kiss, first fuck, first this, first that. They say you never forget your first time. Firsts create memorable imprints that often remain with us forever. Whether you lull in the warm glow of your embellished memory of that first time, like I'm doing here, or cringe in embarrassment at the fiasco is not the point. Either way these experiences can have a...
I have been cross-dressing since I was a young teenager trying on my mother's clothing whenever I had the house to myself. I was now out on my own and between relationships. I thought I was a heterosexual male, having only had sex with females. I was not attracted to males at all. All my relationships were with females, several long-term girlfriends included...
As I returned home I was still excited about the fact that I'd fucked my mother that morning, and ordered her to keep wearing the new see-through bra and her suspenders and stockings. The only concession I'd made was that she could change her very wet panties. She had adapted to my domination excellently over the last two days, obeying almost immediately eve...