Mother and her Cannibals Chapter One Saturday, June 10, 2006 Nature's older man worked out so hard the sweat ran down the layers of his thighs. Every weekend during the spring he did half centuries on his outdoor or indoor bike. Joe had white hair and arctic blue eyes and wore an old West Point sweat shirt that said class of 1968. He was almost 60, and ye...
ONE The 22-year-old good-looking blond sat at the table, head hanging, waiting for his mother to prolong the agony by continuing on about it. The wagging tongue of a female in full mobilization was not one of his favorite worldly experiences. Nor was the subject. "We've come to a new city, give it time darling, give it time; 'all good things come to those...
She was bent face down over a waist high bench. Her arms were tied so they hung in the air, forming a cross of her upper body. The bench was padded and soft supporting just her abdomen and allowing her tits to hang freely. Her legs clad in garter and stockings were tied spread wide. This allowed perfect view of her wet cunt and puckered asshole. Her long blo...
Author's Note: This is a series of stories based on actual experiences and observations at a local sex club. It's not a series; the stories can be read individually, but there are some recurring characters. ----- Valerie was sick and tired of it. During foreplay and even while he was fucking the shit out of her, Lucas would talk about how much it would tu...
Cyndi checked her light makeup in the mirror for the fourth time. She went to the living room and adjusted a chair for the third time. She moved some magazines that were a little untidy for the second time. Outside, the last of the summer light dipped below the horizon. Tonight was her third date with Sam, and she intended to take full advantage of the "sex...
You arrive at my office in your gym clothes and sneakers. You followed the instructions I left for you earlier in the day - taking your panties and bra off in the car. On the way, you drove with one hand on the wheel and the other down your pants. You played the little game I taught you last summer - today, the code word was "red" - so every time you saw som...
Chapter 2. Therapists and trainers (or Daisy unable to obey) Marjorie woke up and it was still dark...what a nightmare she had had. The image of her naked body being whipped in front of men staring at her, the impotence, the humiliation. She was relieved it had all been a dream....until she couldn't separate her wrists. She tried to incorporate herself usin...
The day dawned beautifully. She lay there feeling the morning sun caress her body. The rays penetrated through the window while the glass acted to magnify their intensity. His hand reached over and touched the warmth on her skin, while he slowly ran his hand the length of her waist, then down over her round ass. They shared good mornings with one another bef...
First and for most thanks for taking the time to read my story. It's my very first submission. Hopefully it's a little satisfying, I'm open to any suggestions. Second please note that all characters are 18 yrs and older. The day started like any other, scorching, filled with the usual butterflies before work. Not that I was nervous or anything, was just...
The Korean War was sending our country's men to battle. Although I was posted in Korea with my family, I never did get to see action. Instead, I was assigned to an organization that required the highest security clearance by the government. We dealt with coded messages. "For the Eyes of the President Only" was my classification. My family lived in a cluster...