By OopsyDaisyNaked. Two weeks after the Bee Sting. “Ahh, this is more like it,” James thought as he lay naked on the massage table, waiting for Monique to come in. He’d parked two blocks away in front of a restaurant where he was currently “eating lunch” if Sara happened to turn on the find my phone feature to check up on him. Of course, he had to quit going to his last spa and was trying to find another one
Read moreBy uppishcarrot. My wife, Clarissa, is just as captivating as the day I met her roughly fifteen years ago. Clarissa, or Clara as she prefers to be called, is my goddess. She is a tall, buxom brunette with bronzed skin, dark green eyes, and luscious, pouty lips. The odd thing about her is that she always has a permanent smirk, almost like she’d just heard a dirty joke. She has always had a dominant streak and is in command of
Read moreBy Avalonrae. The other day, I returned to my car with my friend after our cross-country practice. We’ve been best friends since we were 10, and I give him a ride home every day. We walked by the gym and saw the cheerleaders practicing. I jokingly said, “No balls, you won’t run through their practice naked,” but my friend said he would. This surprised me because he’s pretty shy, but I kept telling him he should do it. Eventually, he
Read moreBy Proposal-611. It was Friday morning when I got the first text. I had just logged into my work laptop and started sorting through my e-mail when my phone buzzed. I looked down, did not recognize the number, and read the simple “Hi” message. Like everyone else, I get a lot of spam text and thought this was no different. I was about to put down my phone when I saw the thought bubble start, stop, and back up again.
Read moreBy Glen Smith. Serving His Mistress Paul was a manager in the office. He was interested in Molly, who kept his accounts. He remembered what happened. He had walked down the hall to Molly’s office. He knocked on the door. Molly said, “Wait just a minute. I am on the phone. Please wait in the hall; don’t leave.” After 15 mins, Robert Come in.” He went inside. Molly spoke, “Be seated.” He took a seat. He noticed Molly had brown
Read moreBy username55. In a magical fantasy kingdom, a town was ruled over by a princess. This princess was the most beautiful in all the land. She was kind, benevolent, and loved by everyone. But she wasn’t just beautiful and incredibly perfect in every way. She was also ruthless against her enemies. Many an army fell before her strategic might and even if they reached the castle, she could’ve taken them out with one hand tied behind her back. Men came
Read moreBy RandyKneeling. I was working out the finishing touches on a deal over lunch at a tavern near my downtown office. I work for a large telecom company, and this deal would improve our computer support levels and save my department six figures in our annual budget. I had arrived early, my adversary in negotiation needing to check out of his hotel before our final meeting. That’s when the unlikely couple came in. Their physical appearance was notable in itself.
Read moreBy Alice64. I was in my 20s, working as a salesman in the women’s shoe department of a local department store. It was an ideal job for someone like me, with a “secret” fetish for women’s shoes and feet. Or so I thought it was. Late one night, I was working by myself, and my department was empty, except for one very attractive blonde woman, about 5’8, probably taller with the heels she was wearing, who looked to be in
Read moreBy DangerousDomain. “Come downstairs, baby!” my stepmother sang in happiness. You see, on the island that I live on, all new 18-year-old men must have a nude checkup by your local clinic. The matriarch government and society insist that the value of a male is strictly based on his penis size. Men are divided into three categories: “glorious units.” This group is filled with the larger penises greater than 6.5 inches. They are rewarded in society with pretty much access
Read moreBy Alice64. Mrs. Watson and her husband Earl were my next-door neighbors growing up. She was a widower, Earl passing away about a year ago. I assumed Mrs. Watson was about 50 or 55 years old. I remember Earl was a little older. Mrs. Watson was an attractive woman, especially for her age. Tall, about 5’10, towered over me at 5’6, even taller when she had heels on. Always dressed nicely, usually a dress or skirt with pantyhose from what
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