LAST CHAPTER -- Part A Okay all, this is Dave. I know some of you have been waiting for the end to this adventure. Well, Angie has been busy writing and then re-writing and then she will think of something else. Then she decided it was too long and cut out stuff. So it has been two months since it happened, the breeding party, and she still has not gotten i...
The beautiful young Britney again drove back to my house well ahead of me and by the time I had parked up and got in she had already been busy. She had put the foam pad onto my kitchen table and was just spreading a sheet over the top. At some stage she must have removed her thong as it was an unclad ass sticking our from under her tartan mini, as she lent a...
A Special Night Out (Part I) Claire was full of anticipation that evening. Her regular drinking partner, Sian, had suggested that she should dress for an exciting evening. She had pressed her friend for more details but instead she'd been told just to "dress to impress". And that's exactly what she was doing - as she stood in front of the mirror she smiled...
It started out on a crisp, breezy evening. Three women, friends since high school, would do anything for each other no matter the consequences. In this small group were Tracey, the kind doctor, Rochelle, the tough as nails cop, and Linda, owner of the finest bistro in town. For these fine women, night time was always fun time. The three of them started the...
Betrayed by her Stockings As he waited for the whore to come home, he reviewed their life together and the last month since he had discovered her adultery. He had thought he had found a kindred spirit, one who loved the same things he did sports, travel, eating out, walking, theme parks and nature. They shared the same sense of humour and loved to surprise...
Story is about consensual adults going into a bdsm relationship F/m. For whoever read ch.3, Cybil once again gives Sean a further insight of life with her. Their information flowing and new experiences. Once again, I sincerely thank Mistress4one who has edited this story. ********** I go off to work on Monday, thinking of Friday when I'll be back at the f...
Betty reached to look at her hole cards. The motion was incredibly awkward; moving her left arm out to grasp the cards meant that she needed to cradle her naked breasts with just her right arm to avoid exposing herself. She pulled the cards towards herself but stopped to look at the reactions of her fellow players before examining her own hand. The tanned-s...
They came in a limo to pick me up. The better to fuck me on the way there, they said. There were just three of my 18 masters tonight, the others were too busy or not sex-crazed enough to need a mid-week fuck. Josh got Oliver and Mike to agree to a night out at some hot club Nick had told him about, the kind with the velvet rope. Josh liked trendy. Judging ho...
Friday evening about 9:30, I was home; my wife had called earlier to say she needed to work late The next phone call was not unexpected. She said what she needed to say. I said "No." "Not only NO, but HELL NO!" "There is a Diamond Cab, number 127, in the Parking lot; you have 30 minutes to be home. The drive from where you are is 25 minutes, if you are n...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Das Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic poetry, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you...