A couple create new lives in 40 days A long, day-by-day account of a happy couple living out their fantasies and fetishes on a life-changing trip to Paris. (FETISH, Latex, Chastity, Humiliation, Reluctance, Chasti-Permalock) Author's note: This is, of course, pure fiction. In a couple of cases the timeline is somewhat unrealistic (for example: for surgic...
Things had been brewing for some time, for years in fact. There were so many occasions he could remember, so many throwaway moments that on their own were insignificant but which taken together took on a synergy of their own and became a deeply involved tapestry. It was hard at times to tell who was seducing who, which of them was driving things and which wa...
PART THREE – PARIS - 6 - Returning to the Louvre, the surroundings now felt familiar enough to Gabe that he no longer needed to follow Saphy's lead to find his way to the gallery where the Hermaphroditus statue lounged on his soft mattress. This familiarity would have been comforting to Gabe were he not such a complete bundle of nerves as to barely registe...
As I sat on the couch with my pants and underwear unceremoniously draped around my ankles, I looked down at the woman who at that precise moment had her mouth slobbering over my dick and began to think about the chain of events that led me here. The morning started out rather uneventful. A Saturday morning on which I made no plans other than having my 2002...
The days past quickly and before I knew it Saturday had arrived. I hadn't really had a lot of time to think about the visit to the "Sex Hotel" since the surprise announcement that we where actually going. However on the Saturday I woke up with the same thoughts and pictures running through my mind as I had had early in the week of naked people everywhere and...
My wife Sandy and I have been married for ten years. As far as I know Sandy has never strayed although she seems to constantly get hit on. Even at 33, her 5'4", 120lb frame and long light brown hair attracts a lot of attention. Sandy has always been an icon to her younger sister, Amy. Sandy was always the one that got the better grades, popular friends, bett...
"Malak." Mal heard her name pronounced as if in a dream. It took the urging of two of her Sisters to move her from her kneeling position on the floor, where she'd been meditating as the Mother moved about the room, inspecting the girls, often reaching between their legs to check their wetness, squeezing their breasts to check their firmness. Malak had been...
You arrived in class a few minutes late. You smiled at me as I stopped my lecture and waited for you to take your usual seat in the front row. You looked more radiant and more relaxed than in previous days. Your eyes sparkled like emeralds and your smile was warm and inviting. Your skirt was stylishly short, and I noted the intentional flash of panties tha...
For Jo, my inspiration I am in my office preparing for my next class when the phone rings. I answer as I shuffle through my notes, but as soon as you speak you have my full attention. I instantly recognize your gentle voice. You want to meet again. I tell you I have a class to teach in ten minutes, but I can meet you soon after. We agree on a time and place...
My name is Christine. There are a lot of things about me that I want to tell you but I feel that you might not understand. Perhaps, it's because I'm one of those girls who gets easily lost in the mediocrity of the crowd. My interpersonal skills are somewhat limited and I don't talk with anyone unless I'm spoken to and usually, it's with the people at groce...