Mike Billows entered the restaurant and looked around. It took him a moment to find, Jerry, the man he was looking for, in the crowd but found him sitting at a table in the corner. He walked to him, Jerry stood up and they both cheerfully greeted each other and shook hands. He sat down and immediately the waitress came up to hand them menus and offered to te...
She liked to be in control and wanted to be able to see where they were going, or so she told him, so she was pleased when he let her ride on the front saddle. The front saddle was altogether nicer than the back one. It was a thin racing saddle with a smoothly pointed end canted slightly upwards which made pleasurable contact with her crotch which was furthe...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Susan's mother, Deb, has sex with Susan's boyfriend, Tommy. Continued from Chapter 5: "Kiss me, Tommy. I have to go to work. Kiss me like that first time you kissed me when we met me," she said leaning into him for him to kiss her. "Kiss me with passion. Kiss me like you love me," she said to him....
(Author's note: This is one of those stories that pretty much wrote itself. I began with a basic premise, a fantasy, but as the characters developed, it turned into something more. Admittedly, it has a bit of a Deus ex Machina ending, but I hope you enjoy it.) *** "Prostitutes are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Okay, so m...
"My mother was right – you're a goddamn whore!" David's words cut Sandra to the quick. "Seven years of marriage," she thought, "and it's come down to this." Her auburn hair seemed more of a flaming red at the moment, a metaphor for her livid mood. She drew in an angry breath, abandoning her practice of counting to ten before saying something she'd later reg...
Author's note: Debbie's background Continued from Chapter 01: We're too young and too immature to know who we want and what we expect from a partner and from life to marry when in our twenties. Before we marry, we all should take a big breath of reality and take a longer look around us than at the boy or at the girl next door. It's a big world with million...
We drove home from the Marriott in our separate cars. I was glad for the separate time. To be alone with thoughts spinning in my mind like cog wheels in some industrial machine. Jamie and I had opened a door to a totally new world for us to travel and explore. Travel and explore in solid security of mutual excitement and trust. Each giving to the other a uni...
The smell of dinner still hangs thick in the air, filling the bedroom with the fragrance of spicy potatoes. My hands are chained to the bedpost, my ankles tethered apart, leaving me spread eagle on my marital bed. I'm blindfolded and gagged but I can still hear the children playing after jumah, running in and out of the house in a bizarre game of racetrack t...
Adam had been hearing the noises for some time now. At first he thought nothing of it presuming that it was a cat or any other one of the strange noises that occupied the cold London nights. But after a while he started to wonder at the noises. They did seem to be coming from the building and there was definetly a strange human feel to them. It was only a co...
Just to be evil again I'm going to talk on one thing. Namely the phone, after cameras since I feel like it. Earlier I make mention of the police using cameras with plates, that is the earliest form of them, since 1840's I think it was. Rolls of film was developed and used starting in the early 1900's, as in 1906 or so. Which yes means cameras got rolls of f...