It was the end of a long day of a long week. All he wanted was a quick stop to get some takeout for their “date-night”, and then to go home and relax. They’d be alone for the night so sleeping in was definitely in their agenda before a long weekend ahead. As he pulled into the takeout drive-thru, he hoped that there’d be a little time for some romance too. ...
Author's Note: In full when the story is complete it will consist of more tags then given room to list. This is simply the first installment and it will continue here in this site. Chapter One I am just going to say this upfront and out loud. She was a bitch. Yes i said it and I could stop there but there is a whole lot more to her than simply a bitch. She was an intelligent, educated, tall hot redheaded woman and a gold digger to boot. I knew this pretty much right away and I think she knew that I knew. ...
Author's Note: One of the first stories I wrote specifically to post on-line. His eyes flickered open, the drug finally beginning to wear off. Full consciousness and feeling had returned, but he was still groggy and had little control over his muscles. He was aware of the two women moving him around, talking and laughing as they went about their task. He realized that he was naked, but his disorientation dulled any modesty he might have suffered from. He groaned as the women supported him on each side and carried him, legs dragging behind, down a flight of stairs and through a heavy door into what was apparently the basement. The women were moving faster now, noticing that he was coming around. They laid their helpless charge on the cold cement floor and moved quickly to a large, wood cabinet standing up against one of the walls. Opening the cabinet’s double doors, the women reached in and pulled out armfuls of items that the boy could not focus on well enough to identify. As they approached him once again, he tried to push himself off the floor, but failed and fell back, face first, with a thud. The women looked down at the naked young man and chuckled. ...
Part I It had been a few weeks since Tom had taken the spare room in Jessica’s flat. Jessica had taken on the lease for the whole flat and had been desperate for someone to take the second room. She was particularly pleased with Tom, he was tall, good looking and seemed like a fun kind of guy. Tom had also been pleased to move out from the flat he shared with his ex-girlfriend. Jessica’s flat was small, but in a good part of town. Jessica herself seemed nice enough. Not what he’d call stunning, although she wasn’t unattractive, with shoulder length brown hair, pleasant face and pretty nice figure. Anyway, given the way his last few relationships had gone it was probably good that here he wouldn’t be driven to diving into another fling. ...
Author's Note: Being ‘discovered’ looking at internet porn is a popular theme for a story……..so here’s my attempt. The sound of the door bell broke into Jim’s thoughts. “Who’s that” he thought to himself “the postman’s already been”. He managed to drag his eyes away from the women on his laptop’s screen just in time to see Pam standing outside the floor to ceiling lounge windows, looking back in at him. With a guilty start Jim pulled his hand out from the waistband of his trousers and gave Pam a wave of acknowledgement. Pam waved back in turn and pointed with a questioning look towards where the front door was. “Well that’s who it was then” Jim again thought to himself as he simultaneously stood up and minimised the porn site’s screen before heading into the hall to open the front door for Pam, “that’s a pain”. It wasn’t that Pam was a particularly unattractive visitor, in fact quiet the opposite….and particularly dressed, as Jim had already made out through the window, in her dark blue nurses uniform. Jim had always had a ’thing’ for women in uniforms and Pam looked rather nice, standing out there. It was just that, well…., it was just that Jim had been rather enjoying himself as he worked through his favourite websites and he had been planing to pop into the bathroom for a quick wank to relieve all the tension that had been building up. But now that was out of the question, “well, for the moment anyway” he thought. ...
Joseph Fisher was an up and coming attorney in a prominent downtown law firm. His sharp mind and close attention to detail were assets that the partners admired. One day he would undoubtedly manage his own private practice, which was indeed his goal. The late twenties single man also made the rounds in town, frequenting the most popular night spots. His smooth style and good looks made him very inviting to the opposite gender. ...
Author's Note: Fantasy based upon actual encounters strung together. How it started Hello, I’m Josh, the maid-slave and this is my story… The young lady at the elevated checkout counter smiled at me as I came out of the video section into the light. I smiled back and headed for the magazines to see what’s new. Finding a couple of new female domination mags, I went to pay. I hadn’t noticed the older lady at the side talking with her until now. ...
Author's Note: this is part 1, intended for continuation, if people enjoy it then I will gladly write more parts Part 1 Julia walked in and caught me sniffing her panties. We had been roommates for a year, and she always walked around in tight spandex outfits, so after so long I couldn’t resist and went into her room and sniffed her panties whenever she was out of the house. ...
Author's Note: A story of how to beat unemployment and more besides… She parked her car a block away and walked the rest. Mentally she checked what she had on her; nothing that could give a clue to her real identity. But even so…you could not be too careful, she thought. As she looked down the street she saw some unsavoury youths hanging around. The neighbourhood was going down, fast. But that was not her concern. She looked at the familiar door and rang the bell. ...
Author's Note: This is a true scenario my wife and I have both enjoyed acting out. He is stood naked at the end of the bed, his erection betraying his anticipation and sexual desire. Mistress is sat before him, fully clothed, rolling back a single stocking slowly and deliberately. She is wearing an above the knee skirt and her boots, with barely black nylons just visible. Her blouse is crisp and feminine, a necklace glinting around her perfumed neck. ...