First dates always make me nervous and despite being thirty five and this being nothing like my first, first date, tonight was no different. It was a little after ten when I pulled up to the bar. It was a cool, overcast and autumnal. The tourists had left for the season even though we were enjoying an unusually warm fall. "Finn's Bar" was built on stilts in...
Melissa took a deep breath before knocking on the door. She heard a man's voice telling her to come in. Melissa opened the door slowly and peeped inside but didn't see anyone around. The light in the bathroom was on and a man shouted out. "Come inside and make yourself comfortable. I'll be with you in a moment." Melissa walked into the room and closed the...
I left the hotel around 5:30 am, having serviced with cunt & mouth three of the night boys. All paid me 100 euros. In financial terms, my first night as a whore had been excellent. My meeting with my very estranged husband less so. Why was I married to the only straight man who didn't want to fuck me? Still onwards as they say... On the down side I had not f...
I won't even get into how I had ended up here. Well, alright, I guess I have to? But the details- the Rubber Ball, fetishist's dream come to life- need to remain mum. Suffice it to say that if you want to fuck in a coffin, you can do that here. Mmmhmm. Damn fucking straight, and you know that's what every little vampirella wants to do. So I put on my best ru...
Disclaimer for the entire series: Everyone in this story - and in real life - are 18+ years of age. All locations, art and music in this story are real. Any celebrity actions or motives similar to their real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. Tags are set for each chapter, not the series as a whole. In the disclaimer for chapter 1, I wrote th...
I get punished for being with another woman by my Mistress/Sister and she decides to make me a real submissive and takes control. Another Session with Mistress It has been a while since I had a good session with my sister. By now I am truly her slut and submissive, if this is her wish or her lover, if that is her wish of the moment. We do not have as many...
I woke up early, as I usually do when I sleep far from home. I got up, obviously not bothering to get any clothes on. I checked the phone, but there were no calls or messages, not even from Charlie and the kids. Guess they were ok with just that call the other night. I missed the girls, so sent a "Good morning" anyway. It would take them sometime to see and...
I have always been an inveterate journaller. I began on this journey when I was about five years old. I can remember my parents encouraging me to write something that happened during the day. It developed into a serious habit. I can't remember more than about three days where I haven't written at least something that happened to me. My story follows. It is...
Sometimes I wonder why so many annoying bozos, assorted creeps and bigots come my way, then I realize the answer the moment I ask myself the question. They come my way because I am the only one who can deal with them accordingly. Everyone I know run from trouble while I deal with it. Notice that I didn't say that I seek it out. Never bring trouble to trouble...
I have always had a 'thing' for red heads. It has been a fascination for longer than I can remember. A few days ago a young lady moved into the neighborhood. She is a nurse or something and I decided to do the neighborly thing and bring her some 'goodies'. When the door to the little split level opened I nearly dropped the basket. Her face was angelic, emer...