Writer's note - this is the sixth in what is intended to be a series of short stories about April - a petite, attractive, mature, married, redhead. Each story will stand in isolation though the length and depth are likely to develop with each new story so it might be best to start at the first story and work your way though. In this story April's people wa...
It was Friday afternoon and Brenda sat in her office trying, and failing, to concentrate on the report she was supposed to have finished by Monday; it was almost there but not quite. She could of course finish it over the weekend, but she had plans and they weren't to be interrupted. The thought of those plans again tore her attention from the report. "B...
I expected this to be up sooner but I ran out of time and went into a building/cleaning spree. My apologies. I hope you enjoy this chapter. ***** I sat uncomfortably in the black Mercedes sedan that Dylan rented. He was stiff and it was making me stiff. The car wasn't him. He was more creative in his car choices and this felt more like a hearse. We would'v...
Marisa, my girl friend who's brown (half black, half puerto rican), and I (yeah, I'm white) went out driving to see the colorful autumn leaves near us. It was mid week after lunch. A beautiful autumn day, peak color, cool and clear blue sky. We are in our autumn years too, both in our mid fifties. Being a couple for a few years we knew each other well. We...
When Fiona arrived home from work we acted as nothing had happened this morning mainly because Alan was at home from another heavy session down the boozer. He as normal gave Fiona a load of shit before eventually stumbling up the stairs where we listened to him crash into a few things before bombing out on his and Fiona's bed. After about five minutes Alan...
"Nathalie's home," says John as I pull up outside his house. There is a car already in the driveway, indicating that he is right about this. "Why don't you come in for a cup of tea?" Forty-five minutes later, I take a sip from the now-tepid cup. The tea-taste mingles with the flavours of Nathalie's mouth, nipples, cunt. She is bent over the arm of the cheap...
"Alright, so that's one in white and one in flesh-tone. They will be a little large of course, but considering you're having another growth spurt, you'll probably need a little extra room." Mrs. Ericson said to Emily as she rolled her shirt back down over the expanse of her breasts, with some difficulty. "At least you won't have any more of this trying to sn...
Writer's note - this is the fourth in what is intended to be a series of short stories about April - a petite, attractive, mature, married, redhead. Each story will stand in isolation though the length and depth is likely to develop with each new story so it might be best to start at the first story and work your way though. Today April has an encounter wi...
Chapter 4: Lana While Martha and Doug were having fun in the locker room they didn't know they weren't the only ones in the school. Both Lana Lang and Principal Johnson were in the principal's office on the other side of Smallville High. Lana was trying to defend her younger cousin who was being unfairly suspended from school. "My cousin Sarah had nothing...
I lick my lips in fear and apprehension, know I'm in trouble. Not only did I disobey a command, I also came without permission. This was unacceptable to you. Worse yet, I know you are disappointed in me. I sigh softly and lower my head, ashamed of disappointing you. Suddenly, you clamp a pair of nipple clamps on my nipples at the same time, and tightening...