That night after dinner, they tied Daisy down to the kitchen table. Shawna set up the camera on a tripod, aimed between the prone girl's spread legs. Shawna had given Dylan the toys earlier, and he had had time to inspect them and work out how to use them. He pulled out the oversized penis pump first, and placed the wide mouth around the mound of flesh betwe...
The holiday party season was upon us. It would be the first time in over twenty years that I would be attending festivities as a single man. My wife left me just before Thanksgiving and now that a few weeks have past I think I might be ready to face the world again. A corporate client was having their holiday party at a nearby casino and I had some degree o...
The following story was translated from the Italian in 1607 by the English Poet William Grebe. Grebe claimed the original version was Boccaccio's, but Historians generally agree that it is much more likely that he just downloaded it from some web site or other. The full title given by Grebe goes on for eight pages, but in later editions it was abbreviated t...
Finally, his mum had gone. He'd loved seeing her, but there was another woman he wanted to spend time with; two of them more precisely. As if the ladies in question knew was thinking about them, Ben's phone rang out alerting him to a text message from Jane. 'Is your mum gone yet? After parading around in that towel this afternoon, you owe me some touching t...
Julie lay naked in the tiny cage, on her belly with her wrists tightly bound in the plastic cuffs behind her back and her mind drifted into a strange introverted state. Apart from the discomfort of the hard wooden floor of the cage on her breasts, which were squashed beneath her, she had very little external stimulus. As she lay there in the dim light, occas...
When my wife and I got married, she was a virgin. Everything we did in the bedroom was new to her and slow going. She wouldn't let me play with her pussy for a long time; she wouldn't get on top during sex. She wouldn't let me rub her ass for very long and oral sex was a big no-no. She was fine with walking around naked; she likes to see me get hard watching...
The year was 1968, the year just before The Who released Tommy, and I belonged to a mini Who fan club in Dayton, Ohio. We were planning on attending their Detroit, Michigan, Grande Ballroom double show. We were a small group of girls, six in all, Erin, Michelle, Sarah, Lisa, Sandy, and me, Zelda. Since the announcement of the of this tour date we started mak...
Note: This story/main character is fictional, but takes from some real locations. * It was on just that street corner, in that particular section of London at just the right time of day that I saw her through the small crowd and the film crew. It was 2004, and I was in Britain on university study from the states, walking around during some free time after...
Ryoko Quinn Delapuzzo has worked as an engineering facilitator on Orbital Sphere 242 for over ten sidereal years. "Home sweet home 242," as Ry calls it, is one of the space stations that span a straight line like a string of pearls from Earth I to Mars I. Ry tolerated the recirculated air and water supplies within the synthetic orb, but longed for the day...
I am constantly traveling. The work I do keeps me on the road all the time. Here I was in San Antonio. I was staying at the Omni Hotel, sitting on the corner stool at the lobby bar, having a beer and watching the basketball game. It was a quiet weeknight and there were maybe 15 people in small groups around the bar or scattered amongst the little bar tables....