I had no idea how long had passed when I heard the door open again.
I twisted and squirmed a bit, trying to get Caroline’s attention. I heard her giggle as she approached.
“Mmmmmm,” she said, her hand running the length of my cock, “You kept it nice and hard for me, that was sweet.” I tried to peek under my blindfold.
“Uh, uh, uh,” she taunted. “No peeking.” Her hand pressed over the mask, making sure it covered my eyes more firmly. “I
He could hear them coming into the church. They were talking and laughing, turning on lights and pulling out chairs; they were getting ready to be good children of God. Well, most of them were. He eyed his telephone for the hundredth time in the past three days. His hand twitched to pick it up, and he nearly did. The laughter echoed through the darkened church again. Her laughter. He found himself standing and gathering the evening’s lesson almost mechanically.
Just one more night, what
Marlee Ramsey was still a looker: even in her mid-forties, with her round, extra-soft body, people often mistook her for ten years younger. More than that, people often were surprised at how she didn’t see this in herself. None were more surprised than Seth Donovan.
Seth was the best friend of Marlee’s son, Zach. The two boys had grown up together, and now in their early twenties, were still a tight pair.
They often spent weekends and holidays and summers at each others’
I was just finishing up the dinner dishes when I heard Susan’s car pull into my driveway. I smiled to myself and hurried over to the front door. She had taken to coming over as soon as her husband left for work each night. I’d found myself acting like a puppy, eager for her owner to get home. Everyday I waited for the clock to swing around to 7 and for my new lover to arrive.
I opened the door before she could knock. Susan stood there in her usual casual attire, long coat tossed
Every guy I’ve ever known has secretly wanted some woman out of his league. For some it’s a high school teacher or a college cheerleader. For me it’s been Cassie.
The first time I met her I was waiting to pick my future wife Jill up from her parent’s house. It was a cold, crisp March evening and I had stepped into the foyer to get warm when Jill’s oldest brother Conrad stepped in with his latest girl.
She had to be at least fifteen years younger than him. Damn, she was hot. She
Her name was Jenna Malone. Adam knew she would succumb. He could see in the flash of her striking green eyes a deep erotic yearning. He was certain she would be seduced, would submit to him, and would surrender to his whims. When he saw her that day, in his bank, deep in conversation with one of the Investment Advisors, he knew he had to have her.
Tall and sleek with long auburn hair and those bright green eyes, Jenna had the bearing of a consummate professional. Chicly tailored and crisp in
Kim couldn’t believe she was doing this. Her heart was racing fast. She was tempted to go back downstairs and lock the back door, and curtail the fantasy for now. Despite her trepidation, she had done everything as planned – leaving the back door closed, but unlocked. She had left the back porch light off, and the backyard gate slightly ajar. It had all been arranged as they agreed upon. Every detail. But now…she was having second thoughts as fear griped her.
“What was I
Raul sneered at me as he closed the padlock over my cuffs with a sickening click. “You stay right here, baby,” he leered, “And as soon as I’m back I’ll take care of you too.” As if I had a choice; he had kidnapped me and was leaving me bound and naked. Each ankle tied to the opposite knee, forcing my thighs open, and my wrists were cuffed over my head. A ball gag filled my mouth and all I could do was moan incoherently and squirm helplessly.
Raul, of course,
“You won’t have even have to deal with his cock at all,” Susan said. “I’ll handle all of that. I just need you to be eye candy and help out on the rubdown. And you’ll get half.”
Jenny listened to her college roommate’s pitch skeptically but curiously. Susan had been putting herself out on an online classified advertising site for “sensual massage” for a few weeks and had brought back a good amount of money. Now one of her customers was