It was Friday night, Bart and I started with a few beers in the pub, followed by a trip to ‘The Star of India’. I had a chicken madras and Bart a prawn bhuna, washed down with a few more beers. We then went to the wine bar next door to curry house for a couple of double whiskey and cokes. The air hit me as we left, and I felt quite pissed. Bart was keen to go on somewhere else and in my alcoholic haze, I naturally thought...

“You’ve been a naughty boy, Mickey Mouse! And naughty boys get punished!” I brought the ruler down hard on his naked ass, causing him to flinch. I kept at it until I’d given him a dozen hard smacks, which his stiff cock told me he was enjoying. I called him Mickey Mouse because his ears stuck out, and he told me to call him Mickey instead of his real name, Mykola. By the time we had reached that state of play, he seemed t...

A few months (about four) after my wedding I went on a business trip with some male co-workers, one being our boss, to help close a big account we were trying to win. After two days of negotiations, we closed the deal. I was there as secretary to record the sessions. We went out to dinner and had a lot of drinks afterward. They wanted to go to a strip club to celebrate and offered to drop me off at the hotel. I told them...

Doors slam, loud voices, crying, then the silent treatment. It was the same thing every time they fought. Luckily for them, they never were able to have kids. Jay was in a miserable marriage. He had plenty of chances to leave, but he couldn’t leave Eve. She stuck by him through tough times as he made his way up the corporate ladder. It had taken a lot out of her; she used to be so loving. It was a lovely start in the begi...

BettyJane is getting married. Bachelorette party. Whole-Lotta-Cock Club. Can't get out of it. She's danced down to the Bride's Throne, surrounded by oiled-up muscle and speedo-straining cocks, the girls shrieking "Do Them ALL!" I'm startled by a finger grazing my neck. She smiles and flicks of her head, then walks away with her empty drinks tray. In a hidden corner, her lips find mine and my fingers her ready cunt. Cheeri...

Honey had been working at the Pussy Cat Club for Mr. Sarantos for a little over a year when one day, Honey and Charles were sitting down to breakfast. It was a fairly ordinary day; the weather was nice, Charles was getting ready for another day of work, and Honey would soon be headed to the club to start her shift. She had been able to keep her "second life" under wraps and Charles had no idea his wife was a stripper. The...

It would be another couple of songs before Angel came back out on stage, and Michael busied himself by watching another of the girls dance. She was good enough and he gave her a tip just because she tried, but his mind was on the girl coming up next.  Finally, the DJ announced Angel coming back to the stage, and when she burst out of the curtain waving to the guys, there was a roar from the crowd that no one could mistake...

Dressed now, she sat in the dressing room waiting nervously to come on stage and take her clothes off for men. The club wasn't very full; it was still too early for the main crown to hit. There were about fifteen or so men in the audience. That was good for her–Honey was nervous and didn't want to dance for the first time in front of a packed crowd. It was still early, and the lunch crowd had already started to dwindle. T...

Honey opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the swollen tip of his cock, momentarily fighting the urge to gag at the salty taste of his manhood, at the drops of precum that had formed there waiting for her, and at the idea that she was tasting a strange man's hard cock. His hand was firm and insistent, pushing her harder onto his enormous cock and soon he was deep in her mouth, groaning with relief. His girth fille...

"Nicholas! Wha-what are you doing?" Honey asked, alarmed. "Mrs. Davidson, you have agreed to come work for me to pay off you and your husband's debt to me. That is all well and good. But that is for future payments. It does not cover this month's payment–which is, I might add, overdue now. "Like any other lender, there are penalties for missing a payment or being late with it. So we are going to take care of that late pen...

"I don't know... I just don't know. I've gone over our books a dozen times. There's just no way we are going to make this month's payment–not with the way the economy has been around here," Charles said. Charles Davidson and his wife Honey owned and ran a small landscaping business which, when they first started it, did pretty well. So well, in fact, that they felt comfortable getting some bigger (and more expensive) equi...