This is another true story that happened a couple years back. Let's say around 2010. There's no intercourse involved here, nor cheating of any kind. Just a sexy and kinky situation. ***** My husband went to work in the morning as he usually does, and like I sometimes do, I gave him his morning blowjob. I feel that by doing that, he won't look at women at w...
Caitlin was waking up in her bed. She yawned as she stretched her arms over her head. She climbed out of her bed, wearing a blue onesie bodysuit. She walked over to the bathroom, where she took a deep and long shower. Wrapping a towel around her body, she walked into her bedroom and noticed a note on her table, written by her mother. "Good morning my love,"...
Again I would like to say that if you haven't read the first two chapters, some of the pieces to this chapter may not make a lot of sense. Please leave feedback! * Over the next few days I replayed that night's events in my mind time after time, leading me to orgasm after orgasm just recalling that night. I had truly become your slave, and in doing so had...
Appetizers She stood at the kitchen counter silently cutting up vegetables for supper. It had been a long day. She had arrived home before him; changed into a one of his comfortable old T-shirts and begun to prepare supper. The house was quiet and she was lost in her own thoughts. The challenges of the day had taken a toll on her. She was mentally and physi...
Chapter Two – The Fresh Market Marti and I spent most of the morning and early afternoon sifting through the local "young women's" clothing stores. "Young women's" is another word for "Girl's hips, cheaply made, fashionable, and overpriced", but that never stopped any woman from shopping in them. You see, even though we get older, we still want to wear youn...
July 30, 1814 We left Missouri on May 1st. I managed to stay by my brother Thomas's side by disguising myself as one of the 140 young lads who had volunteered for the battle further up river. We were alone in the world, the two of us, and though St Louis had been recommended to us by neighbors back east after our parents died, Thom was uncertain what type...
I first met Kiki in a youth hostel in New Zealand. I arrived late one afternoon at the hostel where there were several people in the kitchen, preparing an evening meal. I usually preferred Asian style food and so while I was travelling, I would prepare stir-fry dishes. I would pick up the ingredients, some form of meat and vegetables during the day. I carrie...
Ever since Lilly Gilt took over her family fashion company all her employees felt her iron and shallow grip. She embarked on a campaign against anyone who didn't appeal to her physical standards. The day after she took control of the company she immediately fired all the people she considered overweight. She refused to hire anyone over 130 pounds and refused...
The wind gently rocks the car as Carley Stimmons drives down the empty highway to her long awaited destination. Snow blows diagonally across the windshield of her late model BMW. The dark interior in stark contrast to the sparkling snow. She sees the turn up ahead, her excitement builds exponentially. She hits the turn signal, thinking why bother when no one...
Rachel stirred beneath me, opening her eyes. My heart thrilled at the ready smile that touched her lips as she looked up at me. "Morning, lover," she murmured. I placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Did you sleep OK?" She nodded. "Never better." I shifted so that my body was only half-covering hers. "Me too." My stomach rumbled, and I gave her a resigned smil...