After my wife Jayne, the biggest love of my life is my motor bike, a low-slung Harley Roadster with a big black tank. We'd spent a lot of our courting days cruising the hills around us on it, usually finding a secluded spot for outdoor sex. We're in our late twenties and married a couple of years, but lately I'd been spending a lot of time in our garage tuni...
While you are in the shower, I start a fire in the fireplace. I throw a couple of huge soft white beach towels down in front of it. I know you are so tired from your hard day. When I hear the water stop running I rush up the stairs. I open the door just as you are opening the shower door. "Don’t move lover,” I say, "Not one inch.” You freeze. I reach in to t...
I, Veena, well-educated, high class women was now working naked in my house in front of my husband and the low class maid servant, Suja. This has been my plight since morning. The only towel that covered me was taken away by Vivek, my husband, and left me to suffer the perils of losing a bet. I continued naked in the house, cleaning all the ceilings and try...
"So this is our own private version of the software, custom-made for our own yearbook. Everybody go ahead and click on the shortcut, and I'll walk you through the basics," began Miss C that afternoon. Conner was already logged in and drumming his fingers impatiently. No wonder he couldn't find another product name on the software anywhere; it had been writt...
BONUS FACTS I have no idea why I added this chapter. It really doesn't belong. I nearly deleted it but figured someone may read it and make some sense of it. After all it's only words. Okay, to be honest, I keep adding little details hoping more readers realize these are true stories. --------------- Masturbating Dollie--How it all began. the power of yo...
Her eyes grew wide as she realized what that meant, but I reinforced it with "That's right. Sometime before today is over and we get off the interstate, there is going to be at least one lucky trucker out there that will see you completely and totally naked." Once more the uncertainty of it all could be seen in her eyes. There was a rapid and tumultuous seq...
This story is the continuing saga of Sue. In part one she is anally deflowered. Part two is the next day. Her boss frames her for embezzling funds from the company. This is the story of what she has to endure to avoid punishment at the hands of her boss and some crooked police officers. They all intend to use Sue sexually for their own pleasure, but Sue is s...
My husband is a bastard. And I love him. He calls me a bitch. And he loves me. Our marriage and our sex are both perfect. We often make bets on football and basketball games. Not for money -- but for sex. Sometimes I win and sometimes I lose. When I win, I make the bastard pay. Last week I teased and tormented him an entire evening before I finally let him j...
So here's the story. See if you believe it. I'd been fucking this couple for a while, He's a businessman of some kind, usually dressed in pinstripe three-piece suits, black shiny shoes, red necktie, very proper, stiff as if he had a pole up his ass. She's all curvy, soft, big tits, nice belly on her, redhead with mound covered in it, hairy cunt, sweet-tasti...
After Black Mike made me his bitch, showing up at motels all over town dressed like a street hooker, he sent me a text one day. "Hey bitch. I need you to dress really slutty, get smooth and totally clean, and meet me at the motel at 6th and Los Angeles st." I knew where that was, right by skid row. My pussy started to throb thinking about what black mike h...