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Poor Cindy she was finally in the back stage with her heartthrob- singing idol and was soon to be going up to his room to party with the others in his band and group. But she was younger than she had said she was, a lot younger and what she had seen so far had […]
For a couple of months, Felicia and Frank had made love at least once a week or so; they slowly gained trust in each other for more and more in the way of power exchanges, to the point where they decided to try one of their two heaviest kinks. Laying on a soft bed together, […]
“Just this once let me sin for the joy of life, for the ancient and exquisite joy of sinning.” I want to do whatever it is you tell me to do. Velvet blanket feels so good on my tense taught legs. Ram It Down playing on my mental juke joint. I’d crawl to get to […]
Early last year, my father-in-law passed away. About a month prior, my sister-in-law Marie had moved from another state to help my wife care for him in his final days. Marie wasn’t sure how long she would be staying, or if she and her husband would move down permanently, so she brought a huge amount […]
I’ll always remember the day that Alex went away. Our families had rented cabins right next to each other in the mountains of British Columbia. We were the only teenagers staying in the campground and it was natural that we spend time together. We swam in the lake, hiked through the woods and even hitch-hiked […]
One, I am severely hung over. I knew that I’d drank like a fish last night because the hangover I’m experiencing, the one that had the insides of my eyelids feeling like sandpaper, is enough to make me consider stop drinking altogether. Two, this is not my bed. My head is resting on a big […]
Like a lonely spectre, she haunted the club. Her pixyish, mischievous smile belied the sadness she kept carefully walled up inside. It was pain that few could see and no one would share. The outer façade was girlish, and playful. The inner soul was wounded and dying. She struggled to hold this illusion out front, […]
“Frank Sinatra had a massive johnson.” Sarah looked up from her copy of Marie-Claire at her husband nestled in his armchair reading the Daily Telegraph. She furrowed her brow quizzically. “It says so here. He was incredibly well-endowed in the trouser department. His crowning glory was a real whopper!” “Was it, Phil dear?” Sarah remarked, […]
Trevor, my son Toby’s friend continues to bring out the beast hidden in me. I told Toby that I wasn’t sure about going to where he worked. Of course I was interested but I was afraid Trever may have been bragging or something. I was worried how the other staff would look at me. Of […]
It has been more then a forthnight since Lord Russell rode across the drawbridge of Castle Bowdoin. Lady Margaret still a vivid picture, standing with her forest green gown mostly covered by a heavy dark green cape. Her hood pushed down on the back, hair blowing in the windy snow. The hem of her gown […]