Chapter 1 Sasha sat nervously on her bed. The silk of her robe rubbing against her naked body making her even more nervous but she tried to ignore it. She had both waited and dreaded this day for the 18 years of her life. Now that it was finally here, she wasn't sure if she was more nervous or excited. Her mother had told her the story, how to entice him, h...
Ch. 4 A Call from Washington The next several days were busy at the lab and at the house, where Arthur and his crew were demolishing and replacing seventy-five year old utilities at a great rate. It turned out that Arthur also could deal with the wall problem, when they discovered it was not load bearing, and a deftly inserted glulam beam easily carried th...
"Whose ass is this?" Nancy screamed at me as she had me bent over the edge of the bed and fucking me in the ass with her 8" strap-on dildo. "It's your ass Mistress; it has always been your ass!" I replied through gritted teeth. Earlier that evening, my loving wife, came out of the bathroom with her jet black hair pulled back into a bun and wearing black ri...
I sat up in bed reading the local paper. It's one of those "respectable" newspapers, which means it's bloody difficult to read because the size of the pages is massive, you need a machine to fold it properly. Anyway, despite the fact that it prides itself on being a "respectable" newspaper of record, it still allows the ladies of the night to advertise in it...
I was doing exactly what he told me to do, I thought. Apparently not, because he made me decrease my grip, telling me I was squeezing to hard. How was I supposed to know? I'd never seen a man's penis, let alone touched one. It was weird in my hand, warm and soft, but also ridged, a strange combination. It was too wide to wrap my entire hand around it, so my...
Anna woke early the following morning, her mind racing as she thought back to the events in the cinema the night before. She could easily recall the feeling of the hard floor against her back, and her hands still ached from the vice-grip she had on the plastic chair legs surrounding her. She could vividly picture the expressions of the voyeurs standing alon...
The room with its opulent four poster bed was dimly lit by the candles that lined the top of the dresser. The three candles cast reflections into the mirror backdrop making the flickering light seem so much more magical than it would have been. Lynn stood at the end of the bed. Her pale blues looking innocent and helpless yet John knew better. Her eyes spark...
The waiting is always the most intense part. Waiting; alone in my room, alone with my thoughts. A whirling confusion of thoughts, a mixture of feelings. But I keep returning to the inescapable present, to the unavoidable, existential fact that now I have no choice. I have made my decision, and whatever is going to happen is going to happen. I’m utterly power...
Mark had moved in with his 19yr. old girlfriend, Donna, after the break up of his marriage. He was under no illusions that the relationship would last, but at 43 years of age he was thoroughly enjoying the unbridled sexual appetite of the teenager in the meantime. He was, as he readily admitted to himself, making hay while the sun shone! The main drawback wa...
After seven years of marriage I've only had three affairs and I think that's a pretty good record. I suppose that's kind of embarrassing to reveal when you know that my husband hasn't had the opportunity, even once, to fuck another woman. We agreed when we married to have an open marriage and that's worked out well enough for me, but my poor husband is a lit...