I met Amanda when I went back home to settle my father’s estate; “home” being a small city on the Intracoastal Waterway north of Vero Beach. Since the last time I had been back, a new pizza place had opened in a town that had more pizza places than it really needed. Their hook was…
I apologized again to Master over text and told him I was in Brian’s office now. Master wrote, I will take care of you when you get home, Slave, but it is important to listen to what your boss has to say. We both agree you need some extra guidance at work. I had better…
After Master had come in my ass, he went over to the sink and washed up. He walked over to me and pressed me back down on the examining table. “Spread your legs,” he told me and ran a cloth up my legs, over my pussy and finally over and inside my well-fucked asshole. He…
She walked into the diner with no less than a hundred butterflies dancing in her stomach. The online flirtations between Jon and her had gone on for months now and they both anticipated this first face to face. Shay felt a kindred spirit in Jon. They shared many of the same thoughts and desires, and to…
She was late. I detested people with no respect for others’ time. I stood in front of the new, 30 story apartment development in the city centre. With rising fuel prizes and the fast developing city living trend, I am looking for some city apartments as an investment opportunity. I saw the little black Mercedes…
A while back I was working in a coastal town renowned as a holiday destination. It was off season with not many holidaymakers around. After about three weeks of a 6 week assignment, I was as bored as one can only get when living out of a suitcase in a hotel. Not being much of…
The main lights go out, The dance floor lights come on.The music starts, The fog’s turned on. Women in low cut tops, Cleavage on show.Enter the dance floor, Friends in tow. Glances are met, Moves are noted.Temperatures are rising, Reticence gets demoted. Vision lingers, Pulses race.Curiosity piqued, By a beautiful face. Across the floor, Dancers…
It had been another long boring day in the office. He had only worked late because it beat being stuck in the rush hour traffic. He had to look on the bright side. He’d got most of his back load of paper work dealt with. Mick turned the setting up on the windscreen wipers. The…
I felt his rough hands move across my exposed bottom, before his fingers curled around either side of my panties, low down, by my crotch. Next thing I knew, he’d bunched the sides of my panties together and jerked roughly upwards, pulling them taut and up into the crack of my ass. I felt totally…
Hey Sexy, You asked me for a description of my fantasies of you, so here are the three best. This first one is the main one. I usually start it with us both undressed, but for the sake of better story telling I will back it up a little. We arrived back at my apartment…
“This is an extract from a longer story that I’m posting as a toe in the water, so please forgive some of the clunky explanations and let me know if you like it or perhaps more importantly if you don’t like it. thanks.” I walked across the factory floor again, same time every day, well…
Jane was working late in the news office one Friday night. She knew it was lame to be working at the paper on a Friday night rather than out and about on the town, but as normal, she felt more safe hiding behind her words and her horn-rimmed glasses then sipping sodas at the mall…
My day started like normal. I woke up, stretching in bed as I started to think about what I want to do with my life. Did I want to continue the mundane life style of working at a posh hotel or did I want to do more? With talk of upcoming promotions and changes coming,…
I suppose I was the one that first mentioned porn to Nikki. We’d been chatting on a girls’ night out and laughed abut how I’d never found any porn in the house. She giggled and said I was bound to find some sooner or later – all men had some, somewhere. A few days later,…
Tim pulled the garage door shut, and slowly washed the grease from his fingers. Wheel bearings and axle seals were dirty work, but the hand cleaner did its job. “All done?” He smiled as he heard Mary’s voice echo down the hallway. “I sure am. Your mustang’s ready for another 100K.” “I think we’ll need…