Third part of the "Smoking Mistress" series. Story can be read alone but is enhanced if parts 1 & 2 are read first. ***** Exhausted and defeated i fell into a troubled sleep, cuffed and blindfolded with my mistress, Christina's filthy panties. In my own apartment she had dominated me by way of suffocation and sexual torment. She had won what she had wanted...
Oh God, I can't possibly last to the end of this! At the moment, I'm sitting in the passenger seat of a 1980 Nissan Cherry. A very smelly 1980 Nissan Cherry at that. And the reason for that is sitting in the driver seat of the car. It's a 350-pound woman named Cassandra Rorie....and she's exceptionally gassy. If I could, I would open the door and get the h...
Chapter 6: James does the right thing. Monday. 11:00 a.m. James had slept for eight solid hours. Or rather, he'd been unconscious, for eight solid hours ... which wasn't quite the same thing. Because, upon finally clawing his way back to consciousness from his nonstop succession of highly erotic, female-feet related dreams; dreams, that were so lucid, s...
"Demi!!" Where the fuck is that girl again??? ***** I run a small boutique in London and just like most independent business owners I can afford to hire only one staff at a time. When my previous staff retired I was gutted as she was an amazing worker and very good with the men who would literally buy anything she suggested. When I hired Demi to replac...
It was a hot and humid day in August and I sat on my couch in the living room reading a book and drinking a cold glass of sun tea. I was periodically distracted by glimpses of my beautiful girlfriend as she bounced around our yard weeding and watering her plants. She had been working out there for a while, in her crop top tee and a pair of tight athletic sho...
Chapter 07: Insanity. "Hmphhh... hmphh..." moaned a defeated, fragile James. What happened was nothing less than a rape, a punished crime, although without any sexual act. And were those girls having any remorse? No. They laughed, giggled, and rubbed it in, going as far as physically preventing him to get the smallest breath of non-intoxicated air. In his...
Part 1 of a short and horny fart fetish erotica. ─────────────────────────── Scarlett felt her stomach bubbling up. She had dissolved 2 pills of the stinky peach slow 'n smooth laxative in a tall glass of warm milk (mind you this is double the recommended dose) and had been taking short swigs of it for the past half hour while lying down on the sofa readin...
***** Chloe lit a cigarette and rolled down her window. The slim blonde valued her time alone; she sometimes felt that she couldn't be completely herself around others. All the boys who were entranced by her notoriously tight and shapely bum just didn't understand the girl who sat on it. She wears a pair of tiny denim short shorts which hug her shapely ye...
With a rumble, your taxi speeds off into the darkness. You wave goodbye, then turn to look at the building you have arrived at. It is a tall, brick, multi-story building, and it is where you will be living for the next year. Checking your watch, you see that it is already half past seven. Your taxi journey was three hours long. With a sigh, you lift your hea...
When we got back to town I went and saw Monday. Demie said that she had some things to take care of, and gave me an address where I could find her after I was done. What I found was astonishing. Monday had not only cleaned his apartment, he had painted it! There wasn't even one soda can on the floor. And it didn't stink! He saw the look on my face. "Oh, ye...