The bar at the Hyatt in LA was about half full, mostly businessmen with a few couples scattered around. I found myself a seat at the bar and started looking over the crowd. Look like it was going to be a tough place to meet a babe in, probably would have to go out somewhere else later. I'm married but that hasn't been going to smooth lately so thought the tr...
I had not fallen asleep after Darren had, exhausted, after the party and the incredible lovemaking we had shared. I just couldn't come down from the high and emotions of the whole direction we had taken. I was lying spooned against him, his warm cock nestled warmly against my ass. My nightgown seemed to make the heat of his cock that much more distracting an...
Sarah and Katherine walked down the street, holding hands and giggling at little old ladies walking their tiny fifi dogs that looked surprisingly like their owners. They had been best friends since they were little, and holding hands came naturally, but lately they had been doing things that "just friends" didn't normally do. Their sexual needs were becoming...
I've always dreamed about being truly helpless and vulnerable. This time I truly was. My husband and I often indulge in submissive adventures. He shares me with his friends, and sometimes strangers, and likes to expose me in public places. I love him very much but it is humiliating to be used by others while my husband watches (and often participates). It a...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * Darrin opened the invitation and read it. A distant cousin's daughter was getting married and he had been invited to atten...
The sun was barely up but he was already dressed. The charcoal suit fit his tight runner's body like a glove. Under it he wore a dress shirt with pale blue stripes and a dark tie with white, navy and sky blue stripes of varying thickness. The tie had been a gift from her and was his favorite. It had seen a lot of use since she gave it to him almost a year ea...
Those days, you lived in a shoebox. You often thought about moving to a bigger, nicer apartment in a cleaner, quieter neighborhood, but you somehow never got around to it. Plus, you could walk to work -- theoretically, at least. Also, your lack of funds and your (probably unhealthy) fixation on that independent coffee place right down the road may have had s...
Chapter 11: The Card Game I make my way to La Contessa's games salon where I wait patiently beside the card table as I've been directed. The other household servants are not put out by having a naked servant wander around the house wearing no more than a collar and a few leather straps. I get the odd admiring glance at my manhood from the younger, female s...
Tracey looked over the bonnet of the Lansdowne Sprint as it sat on the podium at the Royal Annual Car Show. The gleaming bodywork reflected the many lights from around the hall where other companies had their latest products on display. Her eyes slid over the fine lines of the bright red car following them down the length of the body, before lingering on th...
“Awe you brought me a coffee aren’t you the nice one!” she smiled and unchained the door. He set his black bag on the kitchen table, handed the steaming cup to her and watched as she blew on it and then took a swallow. “Mmmmmm that warms me up.” she said. She was always cold, except when He was around, the thought pleased him and he smiled. “It’s no wondered...