Flossie in bondage

We entered the Palais D’Coite. It was a most at- tractive tavern with hotel atmosphere. Roland regis- tered, then we were led to a “private dining room,” that is, it was called that by the host. In reality it was a sumptuous bedroom with a table elaborately set for dinner. I was awe-struck by the

Grandma likes it tough

It was some six years after TX Enterprises (for those who don’t Know about TX Enterprises and the fantasy to reality scheme, please read the stories entitled, “the Idea”) ceased to be, that out of the blue I received quite a lengthy email from a woman I did not know. This occurred only because I

A mother, her son and her own mother

“Shut the fuck up mother!” Lucy yelled. It was bad enough listening to her teen son in back complaining the whole trip but now her mother was bitching as well. She knew she was lost but they weren’t helping matters. “Well that’s no way to talk to you mother.” Marge replied irritated. “I told you

A couple like to play rough

She was tough, alright, just as advertised. Tall, blonde, blue-eyed and fiery, and loved her bondage sessions. She had a very high tolerance for pain too, maybe that was what I really admired about her; that she could take anything I could dish out, and then some, and that she truly loved every minute of

Sex on a Saturday

Aaaahhhh! Alas another Saturday. A day of leisure. I don’t have to worry about traffic jams that make me late for work or what my boss, ‘fat ass’ Katie will have to say about it. No customers asking me for absurd requests like a red wedding cake with purple icing or mango chutney when mangos

Stud R**e

The day started out as it usually does. I rolled out of bed, showered, drank a cup of coffee and off to work I went. Although my job is boring, I felt secretly excited. Under my no-nonsense business suit, bunned hair and slight frown, lurked a sensual woman clad in sexy underthings. Shivers went through

Sex Secrets

It was a promise. She promised me, and I was going to hold her to that promise firmly and securely. She deliberately and sexually teased me with the blow pop (sucker), from day one, and I’d kept it with my pencils on my desk at work, fantasizing over this piece of candy and allowing for