When I got home on Thursday my mother was home. She works for a company based in LA, which is 7 hours behind the UK. As her job involves lots of conference calls with head office, she works Californian office hours and is rarely home before 23:00. But there are exceptions, and this was one of them. "You're home early," I said. "I had a clear calendar, so I...
11:00 -- 11:30pm She gave me a long look. Then she licked her lips, very seductively. With that, she got up and lifted herself up to the kitchen counter. "Better make the most of it before Alyssa arrives," she stated matter-of-factly and spread her legs. In a heartbeat, I was with her. I didn't want to kiss her on the lips; I went straight for her breasts....
NOTE: All persons in this story are adults, 18-years or older. * Last night I had a wonderful dream of a woman, my wife Eve that I love very much which woke me up too early, but it left such an impression I could not get back to sleep... I was inside a dungeon of huge stones, wet, cold, suffering and hurting; which seemed to have gone on forever. I did no...
Keira woke the next morning, and although her nappy was dry, her body flooded with shame at the memory of the night before. Her sobs had barely subsided as she had fallen into a bone-weary sleep, and this morning she was still swallowing some residual strangled whimpers. Jamie pulled her tightly towards him, cupped one of her deliciously pert breasts and g...
Another Valentine's Day spent alone. Okay, not quite alone. My gardener and his dog still live here. But he's sitting at the desk, staring intently at a pad of paper. He has already eaten dinner. Lentils and carrots and I don't know what. The bowl of food doesn't look the least bit appealing to me. I sauntered into the kitchen, looking for something better....
"It is well enough that people of the nation do not understand our banking and monetary system, for if they did, I believe there would be a revolution before tomorrow morning." ― Henry Ford Frime: It's that filmy grime on every condiment bottle, in every greasy spoon, on the planet. You feel it when you grab ketchup at Waffle House, or wrap your sweaty pal...
This story was requested by CeeBee42. As a request, the chapters are shorter than usual. Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. ***** The echoes of the ship's klaxon cascaded around the grand cryo-chamber. Jacob's eyes shot open and he punched the transparent cryolid open. Something was wrong. Very wrong. He dry heaved over the s...
Light filtering in through the shaded fourth story window, I leaned back against my creaky office chair, pressing my fingers against my temples in hopes it would help the words flow faster. The blank word document had only two sentences on it, the rest of the whiteness stared back at me with a blinking line. As much as I wanted it to, this manuscript wasn'...
Chapter 1: Becoming His Part 1 of 14 at this point. Many thanks to lovesexandmore for helping to edit this story. Her: Titles: Pet, Whore, Slut Personality: Submissive, loves to be used, to be degraded, and to provide pleasure. Him: Title: Master Personality: Dominant, loves to challenge, inflict pain, and mold his Pet. The Task: She is a p...
1996 Ohio "No shenanigans this time!" The ash-brown haired Marie declared. "We'll work in the dinning room." "Uh, yeah, sure." Darterrius replied confused. "You ain't a fan of my choice of channels?" At six-foot the light brown Darterrius towered over the nearly post white five foot one Marie. At his words her face had turned red. "You know why!" She st...