Janet was 43. She'd been a widow for more than two years, and for all of that time she realized how hopelessly incapable she was of controlling the misbehavior of her only child, her daughter Melanie. Janet's late husband had tried to discipline the girl, by grounding her and cutting off her allowance, but he'd had little success. And then Janet, on her own,...
(A note on the accents: 'but' and 'butt' are spelled 'boot,' 'it' is spelled 'eet,' 'good' is 'gewd,' etc. They are fairly self explanatory, 'roo een' is 'ruin,' etc.) 1. . Mrs Sandra Zapeda was a kept woman. Having been raised in a large family of moderate means, she was accustomed to shopping at discount boutiques and consignment shops. Like most women,...
The door of the psychologist’s office opened and Bob & Carol stepped out into the bright sunlight. They looked at each and shrugged their shoulders in unison, before smiling and walking down the footpath hand in hand. They collected their Ford from the car park and Bob drove carefully through the heavy city traffic. Once on the freeway and heading towards h...
I arrived home to find myself alone with mother out somewhere. I did recall her saying she might. Relieved, I settled down with a whisky reflecting on my evening with Denise. I thought immediately about my disclosure about mother but then about her uncle and her at 15. Nourishing these thoughts in my head, out of the blue, I wondered about Mum actually meeti...
Ethel stood with her hands behind her back. Her black straight skirt falling to just above her knees. Her blouse was white and fit her perfect. It was not too tight, but still accented the twin globes of tender flesh she had encased in her soft bra. Her stockings were black with seams and she wore black inch-high heels. She wore very little makeup. But with...
The graphic Halloween sexual adventures of a barely legal valley girl continue when she encounters a second masked man. And more! Although this story is complete in itself, reading THE HAUNTED HOUSE CLUB first will doubtless increase your enjoyment of Part Two. Some readers pointed out to me that in Part One the night had just begun, and they were not wrong....
Sandra been working as a pool secretary at Logan Distributing Incorporated for just over two months when word began leaking out that the secretarial pool was going to be cut to near nothing because of computerization. The late owner, old Mr. Logan, had resisted stubbornly the idea of relying upon machines to do what people could do quite well, thank you. It...
As Salaam Alaikum, to any kinky fellow Muslim reading this. Salutations and greetings, ladies and gentlemen. I am Aminata Kanu, also known as Mistress Ka, an expert on BDSM and Black sexuality. I'm a young Black Muslim woman living in the City of Santa Barbara, California. Before we go any further, I must warn you that I'm into some truly extreme shit, and I...
"Anything you want," she said. "Anything? How about if I want to do something kinky?" "I don't mind," she confirmed, "Although I don't really like being hurt. Pain doesn't turn me on at all." "But you don't mind giving a bit of pain, do you? You keep on about men needing a good spanking!" She laughed at that. "I've never actually tried it," she admitted....
Alice awoke in a warm fluffy bed, as if the mattress was made of feathers and cotton balls (which most likely they were). The aroma of old wood and cinnamon lingered in the air and Alice slowly but surely came too from her sleep. Rubbing her thighs together she could tell she was still in her nylons and her tea party attire. The gown felt comfy against her...