Conclusion of the weekend. Reading the first two parts will help you get a feel of what this guy is going through. Like I said before, I am just getting started out here and made some mistakes. Thanks to all those who took time to read the first two parts. I especially appreciate the help from those who also post stories here. ***** The ride home gave me s...
This is a tale I wrote some time ago after sitting in my armchair thinking back to some of the people I had met when I was a young man. I had driven taxis briefly but this is not a true story, just a product of my mind. Set in an Australian city. Any mistakes are mine. I must thank my proof reader, she does a great job. Enjoy! +++++++++++++ Talk about ti...
This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. First, a little about me. As I write this I am a Black, sixty + year old, still sexually active, bi, woman. When this adventure started in my 30's. At 30 years old I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I...
Rebecca had been so sweet, Kyle thought as he drove down the dark highway. Rebecca, the girl of his dreams. Long black hair, flowing down her backless dress. Bright blue eyes. Full red painted lips. He could feel himself getting hard in his slacks. Kyle looked out the windshield. His car was the only one for miles. No one was around. Slipping his hand do...
———————— Part one of a ten-part story about three sisters and their experiences being graded for sale as slaves. Note that this story contains references to BDSM and not-entirely-consensual sexual submission. Note also that the overall story, and this chapter in particular, includes themes and depictions of incest and incestual desire. All characters are at...
Neha had recently completed her Interior Designing project. She was very happy that everyone liked her work, as a result she was get recognized and had bagged a lot of more projects. It was Sunday morning, after completing her household work she decided to go beauty parlour. During her involvement in different projects she did not visit the parlour for a...
My two daughters and I live in this big old house just outside of town. When I say big and old I'm not exaggerating. The place was a two story house plus attic plus basement and must have been over a hundred years old. I picked it up cheap a long time ago when it was in a fairly run-down condition. Well, to be accurate it was in a very run-down condition, at...
Kilts and cheerleader skirts, that is what the invitation said and what my wife and I were wearing to her bosses house one crisp Halloween. I was curious about the fact that it also said gentlemen were not to don underwear, which is apparently the proper way to wear kilts. I was, however, out and out suspicious at the fact that under her skimpy cheerleader s...
When we were finished eating our dinner, Nick paid the check with a generous tip and took my hand to lead me toward the bathrooms. He pulled me into the Men's room with no hesitation. Nick backed up against the far wall, "On your knees. You may now return the favor." "Yes, Sir." I knelt in front of Nick and watched the bulge in his pants grow. As his pant...
Art, part two. Ch. 10 Art has a frightening experience. Our next stop was a hair salon where apparently they had both male and female customers. A majority of the customers and attendant's were little people. I don't see the connection between height and hair, but maybe it's just a matter of being more comfortable among their own. Lisa must have called ahe...