Kevin left Jade to enjoy his Tyler's pleasure and had moved to Ty's side on the couch. "Happy House Warming, Baby. Welcome Home," said Kevin's voice. It was smooth, rich, and low. Jade felt Tyler burst into her mouth at that very moment. Kevin had been right, the cum was sweet and she licked her lips, pleased and amused at finding herself sitting at the f...
Desperation leads to disaster. It forces you to leave the safe cocoon you have built over the years and venture out into the wild. Desperation would even make you forget—if only for a short moment—that you shouldn't expose your ugliness to the world. Desperation might also make you forget the ugliness of the world itself. Millie Foster took one look at the...
Or Life is not all sunshine and roses (Sequel of sorts to "Anna's new Regimen") Author's cautionary disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. Please do not try to do it at home in any way, shape or form; except this is really what you want. Aside from that enjoy reading: -*-*-*- Prologue: Author's Note: What you are about to read is also about Master Rob...
Installment 1 - Welcome to my Domain There are those who would say that leading a double life is a stressful thing, a choice made in desperation, something done out of shame or fear. They say that in leading a double life, one cannot find fulfillment in either of their personas. I do not agree. For me, leading a double life allows me to experience the best...
A small voice peeped through the fog of confusion: Get up, you sad excuse of a woman. C'mon. Get your ass in gear. The voice grew louder and more insistent. You have things to do. Britt closed her eyes tightly and concentrated. She had long ago perfected the ability to take whatever it was that caused confusion, anger, or sadness and lock it in a box for...
In the pale moonlight of an early December dawn, Henry Chambers was deep fucking his panting wife for the third time that night. Prudence lay eagerly beneath her husband as he pummeled her well ploughed furrow with the urgent stabbings of an oncoming spend. His sweat laden face was pressed against her right cheek as she urged him on in their animalistic pass...
In Chapter one our heroine, Kate, a successful business woman turning 60, has asked herself a troubling question. Is she a slut? Thus began a series of chapters in which she describes to her husband Henry (her fourth husband) her life beginning with her late teen years and her sexual activities at each stage. The portion in italics in each story is her recol...
I'd parked the car a good 5-minute walk from the address I'd been given over the phone - not wanting it seen anywhere near my destination. Paranoia? Sure, but this WAS the first visit and I wasn't feeling sure about anything. The walk was brisk and I couldn't help looking around constantly, wondering who was watching, guessing where I was headed and why. Tho...
Early in May 1982, Christian met Christine for the first time and Clare was there also, hovering around their conversation about waist sizes and other anatomical details. Deliberately, she was intending to take no part in Christine's figure training, but to act as encouragement and advisor when necessary. The arrival of a new corset trainee marked a develop...
"Good morning your Lordship, your brother is in his office," Wicklow said, without even a skerrick of a grin, even though it was a standing joke at the Dorchester Hotel. "Good morning Rags. Coffee for my brother please Wicklow," the Duke of Almondsbury said. "Rags, we are not making enough progress. You are enjoying fucking a different slut every night. It...