"And you are absolutely sure?" I queried as Rev Peasbody assured me that the young woman in his care was still pure. "Indeed My Lord," he affirmed, "And of age sir, five guineas sir I believe is the agreed fee." "I don't doubt your word for a moment sir but how can you be sure?" I asked. "Regular inspections My Lord," he assured me, "It would be unseemly...
My long, lean legs trembled with anticipation as I prepared for my date with my first new lover since my marriage several years ago, We have enjoyed a nearly perfect relationship full of trust and openness so it really came as no surprise when my husband encouraged me to explore my fantasy of accepting one of the many advances made towards me in my business...
"Are you going to leave me?" It was almost a whisper, but she caught it on her way into the bathroom from the bed where she left him. She didn't turn or answer. He was left in turmoil, lying on the bed, wracked with jealousy and self doubt, he curled into the fetal position facing the passage to the bathroom. Why did he do this, he wondered, why did he wa...
Black patent 5 inch spike heels; that's what got me into this mess. Now, about once a month my wife and I indulge in our obsession with them. Sometimes it's just the two of us, but there are the "other" times, when things get a bit more interesting. Recently though, she took us to a new level, one from which there is no turning back. It had been a few weeks...
Note- Unless I missed it, I haven't seen the BBT episode from season 10 with Kaley as a dominatrix covered by the regular writers, so here is my unique take. Disclaimer- I have never met Kaley, never will, this tale is purely fictional. Kudos to Eric Stanton and Bill Ward, bondage illustrators from the sixties for the inspiration. Warning- Not for the fai...
Sunday morning I woke up around nine. I couldn't figure out which of my guys had let me down more--DJ for tying me up and leaving me at Joe's mercy, or Steve for wanting sloppy seconds. After Joe had fucked me in the ass, no less. Last night I was pissed--this morning I was just disappointed. But when I opened my door the smells of fresh coffee and Cajun...
(I'd like to thank everybody who responded to my last story, which was my first one. I did not expect it to be so well received, and was happy to hear that it was. Please keep your comments and suggestions coming, as I enjoy reading them, and I promise I will try to write as much of these as you want. Thanks again!) * * * * * It had been a slow couple of h...
Dedicated to my sexy Swedish friend EVA. (pus och kram) This is to be read as a sequel to "The Seminar". He was genuinely pleased to see her arrive home, he stood to kiss her as she entered the room then holding her hands to say hello he said: "Where's your wedding ring?" Just then the phone rang... Her wedding ring - how could she have been so stupid -...
I was shaken awake by Mary Lenson. I felt awful, my mouth tasted like a pub carpet and it took me a good while to unglue my stinging eyes. But when I did, I was horrified to see that my cock was hanging out of my spunk stained pants and I was still holding my wife's crusty knickers. I scrabbled for my zip as she laughed 'Bit late for that dear, come with me....
I would like to thank 'freaknut' for her help in writing this entire story. She gave me direction where I had none, and inspiration where I needed it. ***** Saturday evening couldn't come soon enough. We had decided on going out to a club named Ulterior that was supposedly the new and trendy place where all the beautiful creatures of the night congregated...