If you have been reading the previous stories about my new very personal assistant Marie, you'll know that she has turned out to be a great addition to the company and a great influence on me. At this point, she has helped increase corporate morale and effectiveness with her talent for selecting just the right VPA for my senior executives, helped me close si...
My farm house was the first structure to come up in this gated community in the foothills. Many sites had been sold but construction had not yet started. I visited daily to supervise the construction of my home. Work carried on 6 days a week. On Sundays there was no work and the complete site was practically deserted. Many people visited the plots they had...
I jogged down the street, still replaying the events of the day before in my mind. It had been an eye-opener for sure – the power I’d felt when Kelly, my neighbor and friend of so many years, was begging to suck my cock. I could still picture the look of sheer ecstasy on her face when I’d called her my slut and really taken control, fucking hard into her thr...
As the title states, this is the second part to my first story "Meeting Claire". You may want to read my first story to get the background. I have tried to incorporate suggestions from my first story, but as I see myself not as a writer but as the "accidental scribe" I'm sure there is more I can learn. Please enjoy the story for what it is and feel free to l...
Authors Note:- This story is set and written in England and English spellings and terms are used throughout, Please bear this in mind when reading. ***** What have I gotten myself into? I am an eighteen-year-old shy, modest, virgin, first-year university student whose total sexual experience to date is having given three hand jobs and had my boobs felt up...
After reading my husband's two stories that he had submitted, I told him that I was going to write this one about a get away weekend that happened just a month ago. My husband John surprised me with a weekend trip to Cancun for the weekend to celebrate my birthday. He told me he was trying to keep up with what I had given him for his recent fortieth birthday...
I had grown my hair longer for you, and dyed it the dark red you loved. My waist looked so small compared to my 38D breasts. I have the perfect hourglass figure you so loved. I was meeting you, my master today. I had my instructions. You told me what to wear how to do my makeup. You wanted me to show you, my master that I was completely yours. So I wore the...
Susan, you were right, I can't believe I doubted you. I denied myself the joy of black men for all those years. When I think of all that black cock I could have enjoyed nearly brings tears to my eyes. I envy all your black boyfriends back in those crazy school days. You went with, what,...maybe eight or ten guys. I recall being curious though reserved-I lack...
Pam stood at the refrigerator, trying to find something interesting to drink, something more enticing than grapefruit juice. With a sigh, she resigned herself to water. A large cloud had moved in front of the sun, so she decided to take a break from sunbathing to get a drink. The bright, hot sun had made her skin toasty warm, and was turning it golden brown...
He ran his tongue slowly over his teeth as he scrutinized me, and I took the opportunity to drink him in. Tall, with onyx black hair and sharp brown eyes that were, at the moment, devoid of any emotion except concentration. No shirt was covering his broad chest, so I was able to see the muscles ripple clearly beneath his skin and the faint smattering of ches...