We had of course discussed it. Fantasised about it. Masturbated together and separately about it. Debated about it. Was it right for us or not? Now the time was here. Anticipation, nervousness, desire, regret, excitement and everything else all coming to the surface. All to be savoured. Who does not like to push a border,…
The next morning, Jenna turned off her car in the school parking lot and sat quietly for a moment with her eyes closed. She had a weight on her chest—a decision to make. Tucked deeply in her tote bag was a plain white envelope. She had worked into the wee hours of the morning, drafting…
Previous: Behind the Door, Part 6 – An Erotic Story — Miss Kennedy didn’t go back to her classroom after leaving her Kindergarteners in the lunchroom. She, instead, went to the reading specialist’s small room. She peeked through the doorway. “Rachel?” But the room was empty. Jenna knew her coworker would be back soon, and…
Shawn tapped a Bic pen in a blasé rhythm on the boardroom table. He already was bored, and the long meeting had not even started. Slouched in his chair, his mind again dreamed of an on-time escape from work to a local bar this evening. His following series of thoughts was reliving the moment when…
Two chatty teachers headed to the parking lot at the end of the school day. Seeing the custodian mopping the tiled hallway, they slowed their steps. “Be careful, Jenna,” Natalia Hampton said, ending their chit-chat. “It’s wet. Don’t slip.” She took Jenna’s thin hand. “I’m okay,” the lean Kindergarten teacher said as she pulled away…
At 11:07 in the morning, the mechanical monkey on Miss Kennedy’s desk clapped its cymbals and wildly tottered side to side. The monkey alarm went insane every weekday at that exact time. And, at hearing it, all throughout the classroom, Kindergarteners stopped their activities and began to sing. Miss Kennedy led her waist-high choir with…
On the gray morning after they had chatted at work, Paul passed by Marjorie’s desk oddly cheerful. “Good morning, Marjorie!” he said with a wave. “It’s a great day to have a great day, isn’t it?” His greeting pulled her attention from the spreadsheet of financial disclosures on her computer screen. She was surprised by…
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Previous Chapter: Her Only Fan, Pt. 2 Danni and Anna relaxed one evening on Danni’s couch, sipping, of all things, champagne. Danni was grinning. She watched Anna watch the tiny bubbles rise in the narrow flute. “What’s all this for?” Anna asked, still mesmerized. “You’re not one for popping open the ‘bubbly.’” Danni’s chest fluttered…
Previous Story: Evelin In Administration Part 2 Shawn waited until the end of the day before he visited the Administration Office and its new director, Evelin Webber. A few minutes after 6, he knocked on an open door with an Administration Office placard on it. “Hello, Evelin. Are you here?” he called. No one answered.…
The first ring of her phone didn’t jar Anna’s attention from the drama unfolding a few feet from her on the wide-screen TV. At the second ring, she mindlessly picked up the small phone and drooled out a hello. “Hi, Anna, it’s me,” Danni said. “Something’s up.” “Okay.” Anna winced as two men exchanged punches…
Previous: Evelin in Administration, Part 1 Shawn waited until the end of the day before he visited the Administration Office and its new director, Evelin Webber. A few minutes after 6, he knocked on an open door with an Administration Office placard on it. “Hello, Evelin. Are you here?” he called. No one answered. There…
The holiday season went well. The turkey and pumpkin pies were gobbled up. The Christmas parties were full of salacious highlights that would make for intriguing conversations well into summer. My girlfriends and I popped off a couple bottles of champagne for New Year’s and made a night of it. Despite it all, several remarks…
Previous: Yoga on the Roof Part 2 Shelly started to perspire from the heat and hot sun as soon as she quick-stepped from the air-conditioned airport terminal to the cab. It wasn’t until her jaunt from the cab to the motel entry that she felt the temperate Pacific winds. The humidity in Puerto Vallarta was…
Previous: Yoga On The Roof, Part 1 Shelly arrived home after two weeks of constant travel for a series of photo shoots and even a conference speaking engagement. By the last leg of the trip, she begged for her own bed, her own shower, her own soft towels, her own closet full of clothes. Most…
Previous Chapter Chapter Three: Postlude Time escapes me, as I lay there, a human candelabra for The Collective. There is nothing else, except my task. My nipples are covered in wax and ache to be touched. The exhibitionist in me revels at the thought that so many eyes are on my exposed body and I…
Previous Chapter Chapter Two: Interlude I lay on the bed, my mask pulled tight and my vision cut off. With a start, I feel the bed move and my heart starts to race. My beautiful four-poster carriage is being wheeled somewhere and I have no idea where. A small sliver of brightness peeks through the…
Note from Author: This short story contains sexually explicit content that is not appropriate for minors. All sexual encounters in this story are consensual between adults. All scenes of power exchange and kink elements are to be assumed as pre-negotiated between partners that follow R.A.C.K: risk-aware, consensual kink! Scenes in this short story may include…
Jules was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate. It was already 6:00p.m. The meeting had gone on non-stop since 9:00 that morning and the client showed no signs of bringing it to an end. Normally, she wouldn’t mind. It wasn’t unusual. When a client is being sued for a figure with lots of zeros on…
Apparently, her best friend, Ruth, found churches sexually arousing. For Jules herself, it was hotels. More specifically, hotels whilst staying away on business. Her current husband (her second, as it happens), had started as an affair. They had worked for the same law practice and spent many nights away on business. It was only a…
It was high summer, and I was on one of my paid dates – with a woman you understand. She had hired me as a walker through my usual agency. If she had had any idea of my proclivities she didn’t mention that she knew. She was German, and younger than my normal clients ,…
There was a different world beyond the heavy velvet curtains. A long, high-ceilinged empty corridor. The age of the building was more obvious – heavy flagstones on the floor, dimpled from four hundred years of heavy riding boots – and a musty smell of leather and a faint taste of metal in my mouth and,…
I think about him the entire twenty-minute journey home. A montage of moments of my selection from the night. The curl of his mouth as he laughed at something I said. My God, the draw of his delicious mouth. The image of his hand on my elbow and the flex of his forearm. The moment…
We stand at the bar for 10 minutes with his hand holding my elbow as if I might run away if he lets go. We rehearse the obligatory small talk. “It’s been so long,” “god, we’re old (29 has never seen old),” “what do you do for work?” “surprise, surprise, like you were ever going…
It had been a warm Summer night when we first met (isn’t it always?!). I remember the skin on my nose feeling tight from the day’s sun. My freckles were out in force. I had one of those soft grins going on that only comes with a day of drinking beers from the bottle in…
I shouldn’t be here. To tell the truth, I don’t know how I got here. I always found it an unnerving thing – to arrive at a destination without witnessing the journey. Tonight is different though. Anxiety fizzes beneath the surface but it isn’t the same kind. There is no heavy ball in my stomach.…
There I was in the carpark with Richard one lunch time, sucking his magnificent cock as I so often did during his lunch break, when I heard a knock at the window of his car. OMG, we had been caught. Little did I know how caught until I heard the car door open and a…
Steve and Richard did keep coming up with ways to keep their harlot satisfied. Richard took me to a clothing optional resort in Cancun for a swinger’s convention. I was shared around to so many different men and women that I lost count. While those resorts are normally a lifestyle choice where everybody participates, my…
My Parents In Law I had entered into a torrid sexual affair with my father in law. He fucked me whenever he got the chance. He made sure that was very regularly. Some weeks it was daily. He would often ring me in the office and ask me to meet him at his car parking…
My Father In Law I was sitting at my desk one Wednesday morning, only a few weeks after the incident with Nathan, when my boss Rick called me into his office. ‘I have a visitor coming in shortly and I would like you to use your charms on him, if you know what I mean’,…
My Descent Week 1 had been planned and timetabled by my boss Rick. I had been used every night by a different Partner at the legal firm and gone through some wild experiences, from being gangbanged, whored out, pissing in front of a group of men, to exploring my lesbian side. I had loved every…
Tony and Tracy I wore something a little more conservative to work on day 5 of my first week as Company slut. I was still showing plenty of cleavage, and I had on a sexy pair of fuck-me heels, but the dress I chose was not one of the very short ones. It was sexy…
Rick Shares Me After my night as Brian’s whore, the third Partner from my law firm who had used me so far in the week, I woke up feeling very satisfied. I had really got off on the hooker thing. I loved the roleplaying and I loved the dress-up. I particularly loved my new blond…
Brian’s Whore I had on the perfect outfit to be Brian’s whore tonight, my third scheduled Partner of the week. The previous night I had been gangbanged by Ted and his clan. Earlier today I had enjoyed the most wonderful lesbian experience of my life with Diana. When I returned to the office Rick had…
She stuck her thumbs up. Both of them. For such small hands they suddenly seemed to be huge. Ah, the bum’s rush. Nothing like it. What he’d noticed first was her hair. Thick. Full-back length. Brown as her eyes. Except her eyes were blue. Shocking, bright aquamarine blue. That’s what you noticed first, if you…
A Lesbian Encounter I woke up Wednesday morning feeling a bit sore from the previous night’s gangbang. I had accommodated 11 men. What had transpired in only my second night of use by one of the Partners had been totally unexpected – a forced gangbang. When I first realised what was happening, I was shocked.…
My First Gangbang As I was travelling into the office on Tuesday morning, dressed in a very sexy outfit, my mind wandered back to the day before, my first official day as Company slut. Could it have been more perfect! I blew my boss Rick in his office, I got my new slutplug, I gave…
My boss Rick had removed my G-string and inserted a buttplug inside me, a condition I was to be in at all times in the office. I had then blown him to relax him before attending an important meeting, a duty I was to happily fulfil for him whenever he needed it in the future.…
My life had changed. I had changed. I was now a used wife. My husband had shared me with two other men. I was now a slut, and both my husband I wanted it. That naughty boy was living his fantasies. My boss had used me in his office, a stranger in a bar had…
I had just been fucked by a stranger in the men’s room in a bar after being fucked up the arse by my boss at the office and agreeing to be the Company slut, available for use by all the Partners of the law firm where Steve and I both worked. He was a Partner.…
I left my office after phoning Steve and went to the bathroom to clean myself up with the realisation that my boss had just used me for his pleasure without my husband’s knowledge and that I had agreed to be available to be used by the partners at the law firm as their slut, with…
I loved my life and I loved my husband but as the years went by my mind started wandering back to my experiences with Mark. I wouldn’t say I was dissatisfied as Steve and I had a healthy sex life. He was a very virile man. He knew I liked being spanked and pretending that…
It all started out with an interview with my boss about proposed office layoffs. My husband and I both worked for a large legal firm. He was a partner and I was EA to the Managing partner Rick. The company was successful but to further entrench their strong performance they were about to undertake a…
This was never going to work. The wedding was just six months away and we hadn’t accomplished anything yet. Okay, I know that isn’t exactly true, but it still felt that way. And at the moment, feeling trumped logic. Sure, we set up our website. We registered for gifts. We sent out the invites. (Which were beautiful,…
Two days had passed since Cece arrived on the boat. Bruce had been able to read her body and feel her needs without even knowing her. For the two days that Captain Bruce explored her from head to toe, she had let herself go into a trance like state. Anything outside of the pleasure that…