“Mother, I’m so embarrassed!” Heather whined. “Can’t we please just go home?” “I promise to be a good girl, really I do!” “I’m sorry, dear,” Beth Peters replied gently, “but I’m afraid that we’re way past the point of no return.” Heather sat glumly in one of the three leather easy chairs that formed an arc around the front of the desk of Nancy Rogers, who was the headmistress of The Private School For Wayward Girls. The sullen eighteen year old and her mother sat silently while waiting for Mz. Rogers to make an appearance. Heather glanced at the clock on the wall and offered hopefully, “Maybe she forgot about our appointment, mom!” “I don’t think so, dear, her secretary said that she’d be in shortly.” (weiterlesen…)
The meeting of Conway Street Masturbation Club was just about ready to come to order as President Teddi Graves called for order, “Okay ladies, let’s quiet down and get ready for business!!!” The twelve naked females between the ages of 26 and 58 all sat down and waited for Teddi to start the meeting! “It looks like were all here,” she began while surveying the crowd, “I guess everybody has the “itch” today!!!” A titter of laughter rolled across the room as the women looked sheepishly at one another, but Teddi quickly asked for order and continued on, “As usual, we have a young man from the local college to entertain us, and I’m sure that you’ll all be more than pleased with his performance, but we also have a special treat for all of us tonight!!!” (weiterlesen…)
“Finally,” Krista muttered under her breath, “the last period of the day is about over, just three more minutes and I’m outa here!!!” “Eighth period English Lit, what a lousy way to finish up the school day!!!” “Okay, class,” Miss Redmond ordered, “pages 213 thru 247 for tomorrow, be ready for a quiz!!!” While the whole room groaned in unison, Miss Redmond locked eyes with Krista and gave her a small nod, “Oh, crap,” Krista thought, “she wants me to stay after again, and today of all days!!!” The final bell rang, and all twenty seven students filed out into the hall and headed off for their lockers and then home, except, for Krista, who hung around and waited for her last classmate to clear the room! “Krista, please lock the door while I pull the window shades shut,” said Miss Redmond a matter of factly! (weiterlesen…)
Jennifer Boyle curled up in an easy chair, while watching the eleven o’clock from the second floor private residence of the White House! There on the large screen television, was the image of her husband, President Kensington Holton Boyle, in a sea of admiring well wishers just hoping for the opportunity to touch the President’s hand!!! “Lisa,” the First Lady called out, “come in here please!!!” A few seconds later, Jennifer’s chamber maid appeared at her door and asked, “May I do something for you, Mrs. Boyle?!?” “Holding out her glass, Jennifer replied, “Yeah, honey, get me another drink, and this time no ice and no water!!!” (weiterlesen…)
April 11
Dear Diary,
Wow, you should have been with us last week!!! Mr. Foxx took me along with him to San Francisco on business!!! Talk about a wild place, diary, I actually saw two men fucking out in the open in the park and nobody even gave it a second look!!! Mr. Foxx gave me one hundred dollars and sent me on my way to explore the city when he was at his meeting!!! I found this little place that advertised live dancing in private rooms, and since I’d never heard of anything like that before I went inside to check it out!!! I bought ten dollars worth of tokens, and a minute later I was in a booth watching a black man with the biggest cock I’d ever seen dancing in front of my little window!!! I slipped a five dollar tip through this little slot, and after he had grabbed it and added it to a large pile of bills on the floor, he came back to my window and began jerking off for me!!! (weiterlesen…)
March 7
Dear Dairy,
Boy it sure has been busy around here for the past month or so, Mr. Foxx, he’s my boss, has been entertaining a slew of clients and friends, it seems that someone’s always showing up at the door!!! Of course since Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can’t keep their eyes off my usually hard pecker!!! Just last week Mr. Foxx’s best customer dropped over with some contracts he had just signed, and while Mr. Foxx was looking them over his client was doing the same to me!!! (weiterlesen…)
Marie carefully checked her dark hair and smoothed her night gown before reaching reaching for the front door knob and opening the door!!! “Marie,” asked the tall black man with a dazzling white smile, “I’m James Gobbel, you were expecting me!?!” “Uh, please come in, Mr. Gobbel,” Marie said nervously, “I’m so glad you could make it!!!” James Gobbel moved smoothly into Marie’s well appointed apartment, and after giving it a quick once over, turned back to Marie and said softly, “I’m glad you followed instructions, it makes things much easier!!!” “Instructions,” Marie asked in a slightly puzzled voice!?! “The lingerie,” James replied gently, “I’m glad you remembered, it makes things go so much easier!!!” “Why is that,” Marie asked weakly, as the overpowering presence of the powerfully built black man nearly overwhelmed her!?! (weiterlesen…)
“Come on in, Krista,” Mrs. Cox said easily, “Tommy isn’t home yet, but he should be here any minute now, can I get you something to drink!?!” “Uh, no thanks, Mrs. Cox, I’m fine, I just finished dinner,” Krista replied, “if you don’t mind I’ll just wait for Tommy in the living room!?!” “That’s fine, dear,” Jane Cox answered, “but if you’d rather, I’m making some cookies in the kitchen and I sure could use some company!!!” “Okay, sure,” Krista said while following her boyfriend’s mother into the spacious cooking area, “gee those smell pretty good, I sure wish I knew how to bake like that!!!” (weiterlesen…)
Linc Walker parked his hog in front of the run the down mobile home, flipped away his half burned cigarette, and entered the cluttered kitchen-living room area of the twenty five year old trailer!!! “Anybody here,” he shouted into the silence, “hey, Linda, you home yet!?!” “Dumb cunt,” he muttered to himself while opening up the refrigerator to grab beer, “if she was ever on time it’d be a fucking miracle,” before taking a long drag from the long necked bottle!!! He was just about ready to plop down in front of the TV when he heard singing coming from the bathroom at the far end of the trailer!!! He made his way to the bathroom door, and after tapping lightly and getting no answer, he opened it up a crack an could hear the water from the shower beating down on the Formica side walls!!! (weiterlesen…)
Prologue: Erica Fry is a fortyish woman who has on a whim taken it upon herself to visit a company that records one’s sexual fantasies on audio tape. A woman thirty something woman named Valerie has taken her to a room in which there is a chair designed to sexually arouse the user when she tells her story. The chair itself has a large thick dildo protruding from the middle of the seat which Erica was at first reluctant to use. After a bit of prodding from Valerie, she finally sat down on the fierce some rubber pecker and began telling her story. It was a true tale of how she was taken and fucked in the middle of a crowded subway car when the power went out. Her suitor was large black man who literally ravaged her while no one was the wiser! Now, Valerie is anxious for Erica to come up with another story. And here it is………… (weiterlesen…)