I got good grades in Classical High School, Providence, Rhode Island not because I was endowed with great brains, but because I studied hard. Basically all I did was study and play a little High School football, but to say I was the best back-up running back for Classical wasn't saying much. I wanted to date but that didn't go far since I was tagged "Mikey t...
You will be picked up by limo and taken to the local Marriott Hotel, You are to pack an overnight bag with thighs high stockings, heels, your outfit, one toy and a scarf to be used as a blindfold. Once in the room you are to strip and shower then while still wet, you are to lay on the bed on your back. Bringing your knees up and parted. You are to play wit...
She walked into the house, heels clacking against the floor. The shopping bag was in one hand and her case in the other. Heading straight for the kitchen, she didn't see him sitting at the computer in the corner but she knew he was there. Her voice called out to him as she opened the refrigerator door. "Hey, how's it going?" "Alright...what ya got tonight?...
At work the next day, Peter couldn't get his thoughts together to focus on his tasks. He kept glancing at Cindy's grayed out name on the internal messenger service. He spent most of the day by the window of his office, staring out, his thoughts winding and weaving, terminating again and again in the same knotted images that he could not push past. Once, he h...
Chapter 34 On the way home Stan had dropped into an off-licence and bought some Dom Perignon. Now the ladies were sat in his living room with champagne flutes in their hands, glasses that Stan was filling. After filling his own glass, Stan once again lifted his own. "To us." He said, simply, and the three drank a toast to their new relationship with one an...
Bradley sat in an empty, sterile room, his ankle chained to the leg of a chair, and his hands resting on a formica table. The chain was unnecessary, a joke; even if he cut it, where could he go? His life was now a barren room, no matter where he went. Dead ends in every direction. One manila envelope was in front of him on the table. He knew what was in...
It was hard to hear, but Katelin could tell there were moans coming from the bathroom. The party she was at was loud from all the dance music filling the air. She had thought she was lucky when she saw there wasn't a line for the restroom. Having a lot to drink and needing to use the toilet badly she figured she'd pretend to not notice the noises coming from...
Chapter 7: A Lesson in Massage This story is an adaptation of the first sexual roleplaying thread I ever started. It is told from several viewpoints, Violet who is the main female figure, Amber who changes from visitor to resident, and several male visitor's. It is broken into several episodes for easier reading. * * * * * Violet's eyes: I drift off to a...
by BrettJ © 2014 All of my young life, I've been a straight shooter. I've never understood "players" and I've never even pretended to be one. I've been enjoying a very happy and pleasant sex life since turning 18. Because I was raised to be honest and forthcoming, I treat women with respect. For the most part, they in turn, give me that respect back. When...
"No you won't! You've touched it way too much already! There is no way in hell you'll stick that thing in my butt! Forget it, the deal is off! You couldn't pay me enough money to let you do that to me! Get the hell out of my house!" she screamed furiously at him. "Oh really? Wow, you sure are phobic about your ass. So this is the end of the contract? No mor...