M/F, light bondage You are a princess. Kind of a plastics princess. You don't have a care, drifting from shop to shop, just handing over your platinum card. You are wearing tailored grey pinstripe pants that sculpt your shapely bottom. Black boots with a nice raised heel. And a soft sweater that clings in all the right places, draping your womanly curves....
Maple leaves of orange, yellow and salmon pink adorn the rolling countryside, distracting the mind from November's chill and its windy bite. The sun still shines, but the warm embrace comes from a distant place now, with much less passion. The change of seasons can be bittersweet, as when summer's frenzy is replaced with autumn's cooling. College football, h...
A fictional account of a real woman. "This is Carol," she said in her best professional manner as she answered the telephone. "Hi," he said. "Blaine?" She framed her reply as a question, but she knew. He had a very deep voice, the kind that excites women, the kind they don't forget. "Miss me?" he asked. It had been six months since their rendezvous at th...
This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading this stop now. * * * * * It was the night of the company party and Angie and I arrived a half-hour late. I wasn't all that excited about going in the first place bu...
What greater gift of love can a man bestow upon his wife than to grant her sexual freedom? My wife is 39, 5’8” tall, slender, with 34B breasts. She has short auburn hair and her name is Charlot. She lost her cherry when she was 22 and I met her three years later. That was 14 years ago. In those days Charlot was an easy lay for anyone. I fucked her the first...
Never say never, I guess that's what the moral of the story is. When my husband Benjamin "Benny" LaCroix told me that he wanted me to cuckold him, I think my jaw hit the floor. Benny is six-foot-one, lean and muscular, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and lime-green eyes. My darling husband is biracial, born in the City of Montreal to a French Canadian...
Standing beside Scott's Camaro with the door propped wide open, I'm utterly flabbergasted as my jaw drops. In my hand is the pair of red satin panties stolen from my hotel room last night, covered in cum stains. I want to vomit at the very sight of them, let alone think about Scott masturbating on my panties. The longer I look at them the madder I fucking ge...
She lay back on the sofa propped up by pillows, absentmindedly eating a box of chocolates and half watching television. A commercial showed young energetic adults frolicking on a beach. It reminded her of how lazy she had become. Lazy and very, very fat. But some small part of her was horrified at just how fat and lazy she'd become and for some perverse r...
"Look, I'm goin' with Marci and them. Are you comin' or not?" Danielle declared. "Not," Bob replied. "Fine," she huffed, turning to leave his dorm room. They were talking about a frat party at another university, the kind of party with plenty of booze, dancing, and . . . well, all the things one associates with college frat parties. Bob wasn't into that s...
Unlike the vast majority of recent college graduates, Caitlyn actually had her life together. Despite the fact that she was only a year out of college she was already an associate at a respectable advertising firm and on the fast track for advancement. Luckily for her, the company put a lot more stock in ambition and talent than in how long someone had worke...