AUTHORS NOTES: This is essentially a true story of how Vixen and I hooked up for a few hours of casual sex after she asked me to run her personal ad on my ASSTR site. Some details have been made up or exaggerated for the sake of the story, some of the awkward and clumsy things have been deleted that occur when two people who just met for the first time have...
While she would love to take the credit for finding him, he had found her, or rather them. Just an average couple looking to spice up their sex lives, or at least that's how the ad on the internet had read. Married sixteen years, with 3 kids, and two careers the ad continued, looking for couples, but would consider a single male if one with a sense of humor...
After our first initial meeting we settled in to what would be for me, a very tiring weekend. For us meeting for the first time, we acted like we had known each other all our lives. Lynda turned out to be a very intelligent woman. She was a good conversationalist and always knew how to keep me happy. When we finished our get to know one another meeting she...
We had just gotten into bed, exhausted. It was not especially different from most other days. We both worked. We shared the tasks of getting our 3 and 5-year-old daughters to and from daycare. The house had to be taken care of. Meals had to be made and cleaned up. We had to go shopping to have meals at all. The kids were growing so fast they constantly neede...
This is the second part of "Working For My Pimp Ch 01". I have changed to the third person this time, in the hope this will please a broader readership. Again if you do not like a story about a prostitute, please do not read. All the characters are imaginary and are NOT minors. Please continue with your feedback - positive criticism always welcomed. * Cla...
When I left school I got a job in a small electrical shop. Mostly we did repairs to household items, such as washers, TVs and the like. Apart from the boss I was the only full time member of staff, though there were a couple of part-timers. After I'd been working there for about six months I went through a bit of an emotional upheaval when I split up with m...
The masked ball wasn't his kind of thing, but he had been talked into going by some friends of his, after weeks of cajoling, he had given in. The costume he had hired from a local shop made him look like an extra from some Jane Austen novel, long boots, tight britches and filly shirt with oversized cuffs. Looking at himself in the mirror, he put on the mask...
Basking in the glory of pleasures with which we met the dawn, your breaths became slower and deeper as you melted into Egyptian cotton covering the lofty feather bed. The down comforter floated across our bare flesh, lightly teasing my pulsing thoughts to savor every sensation I could possibly capture in the quiet sounds of the morning. Rhythmic heat floode...
(I): Hand Relief It all started with the spatter of my cum across the office computer screen. I was standing next to the desk, my trousers and boxer shorts down round my ankles. Emma, my work colleague, was sat on the swivel chair next to me, her jeans off, her legs encased in cream nylon pantyhose, her hand wrapped around my cock, still wanking it as the l...
Catherine got to her office and powered up her computer while she put away her purse and jacket. Then, she went around and said good morning to her co-workers and went to the water cooler to fill up her water bottle. Going back to her office, she logged on, started up her email and then the chat program associated with the email system. When the list of her...