Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... read more
Je me souviens d'une époque plus simple, avant d'être ce que je suis maintenant. Malheureusement, je ne saurai jamais ce qui aurait pu être. Je ne pourrai jamais revenir en arrière. Je ne pourrai jamais revenir à ce qui était autrefois. C'était il y a seulement 2 ans. Je suis Harvey. J'étais à l'... read more
He had gotten a job with a large company doing odd jobs, mostly filing papers and bringing out mail. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for a small one-room apartment on the seedier side of town. Since he was still very shy from his experiences in high school he hadn't made any friends yet, bu... read more
It's now been one year since mother passed away. I still miss her terribly and think of her each day. I also feel ashamed at times when I just wish she were still here to protect me from father and to intervene. His hate for me seems to grow each day and he told me the day I turn eighteen I will be ... read more
"Même moi, j'ai dû gronder ma fille pour avoir consulté un site de sexe sur Internet hier. Dommage, ça avait l'air plutôt intéressant. Mais même si elle a presque vingt ans, je ne pourrais vraiment pas lui dire maintenant, si." « Oh, qu'y avait-il de si intéressant là-dedans ? J'ai demandé. Vi... read more
Il y a quelques années, à mi-parcours du premier mandat du président Pelosi, j'ai surmonté mon inclination habituelle à éviter les risques et j'ai accepté une invitation à visiter l'appartement de deux femmes - de parfaites inconnues - qui venaient de découvrir que j'aime porter des culottes. Becky ... read more
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... read more
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... read more
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... read more
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... read more
Comme vous pouvez l'imaginer, je suis contacté par plusieurs personnes concernant des histoires. La plupart d'entre eux sont des poules mouillées qui ont du mal à trouver un Domme, et pendant que je joue avec eux pendant un certain temps, ils disparaissent généralement après environ 6 mois ou parten... read more
Note 1: If you like Transsexuals, Trans Lesbians, Asian Ladyboys, Big Cocks, Extreme Cock Sucking, Anal Fucking, Anal Fisting, Semen Swallowing, Role Play, Orgies, BDSM, Cock Sounding and Foot Fetish this story is for you. Note 2: All the characters are over 21. The names are fictitious, but some... read more
Jack a terminé son entraînement du matin en s'étirant. La sueur dégoulinait de ses muscles maigres alors que le chaud soleil matinal frappait la peau nue de sa poitrine. Il se pencha pour ramasser sa bouteille d'eau, reconnaissant pour une brise fraîche soudaine alors qu'il remontait la courte allée... read more
Sarah et moi avons grandi ensemble dans le même voisin en tant qu'amis d'enfance. Nous menions tous les deux des vies assez protégées, chacune avec des mères célibataires qui nous élevaient et suivaient un enseignement à domicile. Nous n'avons pas eu les cours d'éducation sexuelle ou les commérages ... read more
