A women see herself in a anonymous author's story and believes maybe her husband has something to do with the author. she soon becomes lured into the realms of virtuality as she see and hears things not quite there.
When Jeff stumbles upon a secret folder of videos on his best friend’s computer, he feels betrayed and furious. The shocking truth hidden inside will shatter everything he thought he knew about his family and awaken dark desires he can no longer deny.
"Tap, tap, tap, tap..." The sound of high heels striking the floor echoed through the corridor of the teaching building, crisp and resonant. As the footsteps drew closer, my heart began to beat faster and faster. I was all too familiar with such an imposing stride. Moments later, a stunningly beautiful woman in a black professional suit and skirt entered the office. She had an exquisite, fair-skinned oval face, with long, dark hair elegantly pinned up at the back...
As soon as the massage guy touched me, I got an erection. He would have to deal with that before I could really relax. When it came time to pay, he wouldn't accept cash, but gave my ass a pounding!!!
A Kenny & the Fluffer story Shelly has a scene to shoot for an amateur internet site, but the guy doesn't show. Fred fills in as does his new girl friend. Given 9,10,10,10 by Crimson Dragon, this story also received an honorable mention on her list of best stories for July 2003
This is part of the Libertine series. Part of the Massachusetts Family Love universe
These are the sexual adventures of a New England chef, his first wife, his second wife, their friends, and their families, as begun with the chef's ruthless revenge on his cheating spouse and her lover.
Tom was in heaven, for everyday he could open up his wife's legs and thrust between them to orgasm as many times as he was able, usually morning and night. She would wear anything he wanted, no matter how bizarre or revealing. She stopped wearing a bra altogether on his say so and her skirts became shorter and shorter to expose her slim but beautiful legs to the world.
She woke up chained in paradise—bare, collared, leaking, and wrong. Her name stolen, her limbs unlearning how to walk, her body twisted into something obscene and obedient. In this pastel prison of picket fences and Stepford smiles, she isn't a woman anymore. She's a pet. A fuckpet. And everyone treats her like she was born to crawl, whimper, and serve. But she remembers. She remembers being human. Even if no one else does. Welcome to the neighborhood!