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I first laid eyes on Zazie at a bustling coffee shop in Paris. She was sitting alone, her long, chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders, a book open on the table before her. Her eyes, a deep hazel, were fixed on the pages, but I could tell she was aware of her surroundings. I was drawn to her immediately.
I …
Read More →I first met Ms. Michaels when my roommate, Cindy, and I happened to
run into her walking across campus. My roommate stopped her and
introduced me.
“How do you do,” said Ms. Michaels. She looked friendly enough and
paid attention to me, but there was something that made me uneasy
about her.
That was the only time I saw her …
Read More → Turning the girl’s face towards him, Olaf stared into her fear filled
eyes intently. It was quite remarkable – that he should come to own this
slave.
“I can’t believe it. You are a real person – someone with a life and a
past, who once was like me. But now you belong to me. You are mine. I own…
My father woke me up early the next morning, before anyone else in the
house was awake. I dressed quietly, trying not to wake Dana, and we
left in his Cadillac, heading to a local diner for breakfast. My
father looked tired, his eyes bloodshot behind his dark sunglasses.
“Are you okay, Daddy?” I asked him.
“Fucking hung over,” he …
Read More →Suddenly middle aged men were as frisky as teenagers and their women,
whilst initially secretly pleased soon became exhausted through the
renewed attentions thrust upon, and indeed into them. And so they
started complaining.
However you can’t shove the genie back in the bottle and, like nuclear
weapons, it couldn’t be uninvented.
So the drug companies worked on a version …
Read More → Mary was in a fine spirit when she came home, shortly before nine. She
kissed me in that special way she had done lately: 6 or 7 fast little
kisses on my eyes, nose, cheeks, and then a long, soft erotic kiss on my
lips.
“Hello, dear. Had a nice dinner?”
“Oh, yes. I loved showing off my Alfa Romeo. …
Read More →Wendy woke as a voice called. “Wakie, wakie Wendy, your
body is needed for someone’s sexual gratification.” Wendy blinked
at the bright screen above her and saw Judy’s face smiling at her.
“Turn off the lamp your pussy must be hot enough by now.”
“What time is it Judy how long before I get out of here?”
The screen went …
It was 6:00 p.m. when the two couples stepped from the pool. Barb
and Emily made sandwiches while Ken and Ted removed the cover
from the hot tub and adjusted the temperature to a soothing 99
degrees. Then, they sat nude around the deck table eating their
quick dinner, munching chips, and sipping more wine.
“I never thought that watching …
Read More →Jack Talbot inspected his face in the mirror and smiled. A
genuine, honest smile. Life was good to him now. On the brink of
bankruptcy only two weeks ago, the deal he was about to close
with Zorin Industries would save his small company. Just a few
details needed to be sorted out and he’d hold the signed contract
in …
When the door burst open, Frank was hanging onto the doorframe one eye
swollen shut. Angela didn’t know what to think. She got up to rush to him but
he said, “Don’t! Just sit back down, I don’t want you touching me!” Angela’s
heart started pounding in her breast, and she thought, ‘he can’t know’. But
that look in his …
I love the illogical fantasies of the beach, and I flash my tits and angle
my pussy towards camera one. Imaginary beach-lovers drift cross the
plumb of the waves surfing bright umbrellas. I tease my sex in my palm,
and break open the rib and eyes. Imagine if any man could know my
cunt as I do. They would jerk …
Maria was just wearing a halter top and tight shorts while I was in my
usual casual wear of shorts no underwear and a muscle shirt since I was
going to meet the secretaries of the coaches. In my back pocket was that
ring my grandmother gave me to give Maria if I was sure that she was the
woman …
The doorbell rings. You open it to find little Angela
standing there in shorts and a t-shirt. She is surprised
to see Tammy’s Daddy answer the door. She was expecting
Tammy.
“Come on in Angela.”
She enters, looking shy and uncomfortable. There are no males
at home in her household and You are most definitely male.
And big.
“Can Tammy …
Read More →In the morning she called the airline, but the airport was still fogged
in. I called my wife, but she was gone already and left a message.
She lay there, naked, on the bed and looked gorgeous.
“Come on,” I said, “let’s shower together.”
She agreed and in a moment we were under the hot water of the shower,
soaping …
My eighteen year old niece Wilma was staying with us for the holidays.
Us being me, her Uncle Bill, my wife Maggie, and our four year old son
Brandon. My sister had divorced recently, and was struggling to get
her own life together. Giving her daughter a bit of family Christmas
cheer just seemed like a nice thing to do. …