This continues the story of how I found out my twin sister is a total fantasist, using rumours to perpetuate the false sexual life she was leading. I had found out about the lies and set out to disprove one when I suddenly found myself hiding in an adult...
Everyone thinks being a twin must be so great, but trust me, it’s a fucking nightmare. I’m sorry for swearing. I’m younger than Aimee by just twenty-two minutes, and ever since she could speak, she has reminded me every sodding day. Perfect Bloody Aimee,...
I have been desperate before, but never like this. I was barely going to squeeze by this month. There was just enough money to pay rent and utilities at the new apartment, and that didn’t count food. I knew coming to California would be expensive, but I l...
I touch my ring. The guilt turns me on. A massive cock sticks through the hole. I suck until it gives me my reward. I turn. The next is average, rock hard, and familiar. Fucking bastard. Wait. Touche. Guess all’s fair. That taste. I’d know it anywhere. Sh...
After our evening out, we now lay in bed with none of our usual fooling around or fucking. A few hours ago, I had won a dance competition, ending up naked. After that, we experienced our first glory hole. Nathan had stopped the evening, and we came back t...
I’m a horny drinker, what I mean is that my inhibitions go down as I drink. I don’t need to get drunk, just merry. I can handle a few drinks, but then the next two or three drop my inhibitions, and I’m much more likely to do something naughty. I have suck...
The next morning, Saturday, after I had served breakfast - I was naked except for my cock cage - Rex put a collar around my neck and attached a leash. I had only been allowed a slice of dry toast. “You’ll thank me later,” Rex said, although I remained pre...
When Trisha returned home from her business trip, life around the house appeared to be back to normal. Cooking dinner for the family. Laundry. Feeding the pets. Nothing changed other than the fact that her new job occupied a few hours of each day. Being a...
Jack awoke early, as he always did. His beautiful wife, Aimee, still slumbered. He thought about waking her, his morning wood, that throbbing, incessant erection, reason enough, but, as always, he just stared at her. Aimee was one of the sexiest women he...
Aimee’s skimpy top did little to conceal the plump roundness of her braless breasts from prying eyes. Her scoop-neck T-shirt, originally a soft, thin, stretchy material that was so sheer her bra could easily be seen showing through it, was quite comfortab...
It was quite late at night. Lily was driving home after work. She had gulped down three cups of coffee to keep herself awake while driving. Suddenly, she felt as if her bladder was going to burst. She drove for another five minutes before reaching a servi...
I fully expected to hear from Stephen within a day or two of our first encounter at the Frontier, but as the days passed and turned into more than a week, I resolved that, like Jerry, he had no intention of contacting me. I was now 0 for 2 in my search fo...
I was down on all fours facing the glory hole. No, I was not in some stinky men’s restroom. I’m way too civilized for that. I was on my hands and knees in an empty refrigerator box. Let me explain. I had stayed home from my law office to take delivery of...
The cold, hard floor, the antagonist of my story. Well, given that I was a married woman on my weekly escapade to the gloryholes, it was silly to focus on such a thing. However, I was past the point of feeling guilty, so something had to take its place in...
Scarlett and 'The Woman' team up. Paris, 1893. "Can you do the splits, Miss Irene?" "No, I certainly cannot. I do declare this to be the most idiotic idea that you have had thus far." "I quite disagree, my dear Irene. It is exceedingly clever. Would it be...
