Colette had no doubt that her husband Jacinto, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that
Natalie Bradshaw was a juvenile delinquent. At least, that’s what her mother called her all the time. She didn’t mean to get into trouble; it just seemed to happen to her. Maybe it was the friends she hung out with, like her Mom kept saying. But she liked Livia and Brad, and she wasn’t going
Frank Cotter pressed the button on his intercom and said, “Send in the next applicant, Miss Brooks,” and as an after thought mumbled, “an let’s for christ’s sake hope she’s a good one!!!” While he scanned the remaining names on the list, Frank didn’t even notice until he looked up that a beautiful blonde was
My Pop’s in the oil business, so he’s often away from home for months at a time while he supervises explora- tion in the Venezuelan rainforest. I suppose we could all move down there, but our life is here, and he won’t be working in the jungle forever. So here we stay in Houston, my
It’s Bobbi. For those of you who haven’t been follow- ing my letters to this newsgroup, I am a 5’1″, 105 lb athletic, who has taken to showing off my body to liven up my sex life. I have shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes, and I like to think that my 34A-22-34 figure
Like I said, I love to show off my body. I just get the biggest thrill when I catch a guy looking at my nipples or pussy. I even do a lot of bending over in short skirts for the guys at work. Actually, if you’ve been keeping up with my adventures, you know that
Leanne’s was impressed the first time she saw him: slim, fit, very good looking, very attractive for a man in his late thirties; twenty years her senior, but clearly very much in his prime. She had always been attracted to older men, and she put this down to her ‘daddy-issues’. She had never known her
Chuck (stag), Jacinto (best man) and the three mates were all on their way back to the hotel after several beers in town. “Why arent we going to the strip club, it’s a stag do!” Chuck asked. “Oh I have something much better waiting for us at the hotel” Jacinto said with a huge smile
I was attending a family gathering last year to celebrate my grandmother’s 90th birthday in her big Victorian house. During the course of the day, I saw my uncle John go down to the basement. I didn’t think anything of it until I saw Becky open the door and go down a few minutes. Becky
At about 10:45 Alex came into work. This time he was only 5:45 minutes late, but drunk off his ass. He stumbled into the little nick-nacks shop and stared at Julie in the way only a drunken horney bastard could. Alex was the store co-manager and was allowed to do just about everything the manager
We grew up near the beach, mom was always a looker dad was average but a good provider his only problem was he drank too much. Many times his friends would bring him home too drunk to walk usually after the bars closed. Mom would often need to go outside to get him. His friends
It’s dark on the streets of Munich. The weather has gotten cold. Not too cold for this time of the year, but cold. I have been wandering the streets for an hour now. Trying to sort my thoughts. People pass me by, tourists, couples, families. Family. My face darkens again. I rub my eyes and
Jim Parker leaned against the end of his mop as he watched Miss Sara Ellsworth walk away from him down the empty halls of Porterville High School. She was one fine piece of ass, and she knew it, always wearing clothes that were just one step away from provocative. Today she had worn three inch
Karen Stark awoke at the sound of her boyfriend, Joe, gargling in the bathroom. He’d been up for the better part of an early morning hour while she slept to the sounds of his preparations for leaving. They had been seeing each other for nearly a year. A mutual friend had brought them together because,
It took only a second for me to recognize her at the other end of the bar, because she looked the same, even though I hadn’t seen her for 20 years. I felt a stirring at my crotch, and it made me laugh to myself. Catherine was turning me on as if I were still