As usual, Maria entered my apartment as if she owned the place, slinging a bag down by the door and offering me a demure kiss. Her long dark hair had been pulled into cute bunches, one peeping out from either side of the back of her head. She was wearing a blue and white cheerleaders' uniform and wh... read more
One night I was out on the town. I headed out on my own as all my mates where shacked up with their girlfriends. It used to agitate me that my mates never came out anymore. It didn't take me long to get used to it. I'm an attractive guy in general, a little on the shy side but still did alright for ... read more
Today would have to wait, thought Marla Holton as she hurriedly gathered her bag and notebook in preparation for a no-holds-barred departure from her office at Prism Design. As general manager she had the privilege of arriving and leaving at will, though no one could ever fault her for not putting i... read more
I have no idea how long it was before I woke up, my head felt like I had been on a six day drunk. I tried to look around but my eyes were blurry, finally I managed to focus. There was a plain wooden wall and a beat up old door. Some light was coming in through a filthy window off to the side. I star... read more
“Some fucking romantic weekend this is turning out to be” thought Bev as she sat alone in the hotel room. Phil had told her he’d booked something special to celebrate their Silver Wedding anniversary and she’d been so looking forward to a weekend away without the kids. The fi... read more
The shadows of late afternoon crept across the city when Susan paid the cabbie off. Why had 'he' wanted her to come down to this neighborhood? She looked around with apprehension at the garish lights of bars and adult bookstores flashing in the growing darkness. One or two streetlights flickered on ... read more
I. The mansion hadn't changed, not all that much, from how I remembered it. If at all, it had aged gracefully, as only English mansions can ¬ a massive Edwardian building that had served Lords and Ladies, had housed masters and servants for centuries. Around it, at a respectful distance, w... read more
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... read more
A friend of mine, who thinks that i lead an exciting sex life (okay, i DO, lol) has asked me to relate an incident from my experience where i had a session with a couple. So, R, here goes. i guess i should relate a bit about myself, so that you understand how this affair took place. i am a 41 yea... read more
Drodge awoke feeling fuzzy headed and stiff. Actually, "awoke" wasn't quite right -- "came to was more like it. She sat up in the lavishly furnished boudoir, stretching her athletic 6-foot frame as she did. Running a hand though her short, thick copper locks, she slipped out of the... read more
Mel is 66 years old and is in my musical orchestra. he is handsome with a great personality. he is married but his wife is ailing ,so i dont think he gets much action!he is a horn player an i in the percussion section.mel an i joke a welot an he sometimes jokingly says i have a nice ass! he has beco... read more
Hands handle. Usually, touch signifies acceptance, whereas the avoidance of touch signals rejection. Hands are involved in embrace, which implies fondness or even love. Hands welcome. Hands communicate. Hands work and play. Hands massage. Hands manipulate, shape, and form. Hands hold. Hands give. ... read more
John and his wife had gone to a party at the home of Barbara, one of their friends. Barbara was tall and statuesque. A very striking divorcee who gave every indication of being eager for sexual activity. John had met her before his marriage at a time when his finance was living in another city.... read more
As long as I could remember I have always had a craving for black cocks. My first time was a few years ago after partying with a friend of a friend. I had called up one of my CD friends, Suzy, to attend a Halloween party at a local warehouse. We had agreed that we’re both going to the party... read more
"Oh yes…eat me…ooh yeah…" Marilyn was laying on one side, watching her sister Sharilynn get gently eaten by Kat. Marilyn herself was bottomless, letting her limp dick hang down to recover from soreness. Yes, it was one of those weekend afternoons that stretched into... read more
Prologue I am standing here wearing a red plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt. It is so short that although I looked in the mirror before and couldn’t see my white satin panties I felt anyone looking at me could. My blouse is a white collared blouse typical of what you’d expect to see on a... read more
"If you like them, why don't you wear them - as underpants, I mean?" Stephanie asked. "They're not underpants," Brad said. "They can be, if you want them to be." "They're jockstraps." "They could also be used as underpants." Brad hesit... read more
Tits. You have to love them! They bounce. They hang. They jiggle. They sway. They tremble. They wiggle. If you're a man (or a lesbian with a strap-on strapped on), you can even fuck them. They can be bound with cords so that, the blood flow to and from them restricted, they turn purple. Clothespins ... read more
Standing alone on the street outside the Terrace View Apartment complex, I found myself shaking uncontrollably with a mixture of apprehension and excitement. Physical exhaustion probably had a lot to do with my nerves as well. After all, I’d only begun what I had hoped would be a new life a fe... read more
The days start early for the Terrace View Apartments sex slave staff. Especially the newest sissies that have yet to completely adapt to their lives of sexual servitude. My first full day as a sissy slut began at 4am when I was yanked roughly out of my cage. My hands were quickly secured behind m... read more
