"You are making a BIG MISTAKE ASSHOLE!!" Sheila screamed as John Davies, head of security of Garfinkels Department store dragged her back into the interrogation room. "We will see about that? I know you are a shoplifter, and I will find the evidence, as I always do!" he snickered as he looked over his new prey. Again he had snagged a beauty and that was his...
Hola, my beautifully kinky readers! Tis I, once again, with another rambling author's note. I hope you don't mind. I apologise for the sporadic release of new stories, but I only write occasionally when the mood strikes me. Most of this will be me brainstorming new story ideas. It's mainly for my personal future reference later, but I'm making this public...
V. He saw no sign of her for days after his outburst; neither food nor drink was prepared or brought for him, the fire was not stoked and no outline of her appeared upon the pile of rocks, though the weather remained fine. Hester struggled to supply his own needs; a fact which added further shame to that which he already felt for his outburst. He took to th...
Striking and flashy, there was simply no other way to describe Fiona Tinselot. She stood 5' 7" in her bare feet, and she favored 4 -5 inch heels, bringing her close to six feet tall. Her height and her Boticelli face with its lush, full lips and wide-set green eyes could have earned her a place as a top fashion model, but her figure was too full and curvaceo...
Let's start this out with a description of my wife, Cheryl. That way if anyone doesn't care for short, mid fifties women who are overweight and have really big tits they don't have to read any further. Cheryl dresses conservatively for her office job and even when we are out with friends she keeps those big jugs covered as best she can but they still get a...
They should have considered themselves lucky; really, this was not an easy flight to book on such short notice. But staring at the seats they would be occupying for the next eight hours, luck didn't pass through their thoughts at all. Something close to luck, however; "Fuck!" He hissed as quietly as he could. "We're sitting separately!?" Her disappointed g...
The receptionist appeared at the door, her telephone headset cord dangling down the front of her dress. "Atwood, the Deputy County Clerk is on line three. Do you want to return ..." "I'll take the call in my office, Emily," he replied before she could finish her question. They could hear Atwood speaking as he walked around his desk to sit down, while Petra...
Note to the Reader - This story explores a man's need to wear lingerie, specifically, lace panties, while masturbating. This is the normal beginning of a feminization process. The story also has strong overtones of female dominance and control or better known as, "Femdom". Bisexuality is also on display in this story as well as possible MMF and CFNM experien...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
Jaqi and Anna had rehearsed their routine to the point where it was spontaneously erotic, to man or woman. Her police baton twirling and her long legs strutting in thigh-high leather, Jaqi would stride amid the crowd at the Sirocco Club and zero in on Anna, sitting amongst the audience in a long fur coat, her hair tied back severely in a sombre bun. The boo...