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My name is Saheb Sahebji. I am young, tall and slim. By profession I am a freelance commercial artist. The episode I am about to narrate took place when I was still working for a local advertising company.On my flight to London, as I sat on my seat next to the window, I saw a
It was a hideous feeling watching mom brought low by a shitty man like my father. When he eventually left I was glad even though the man doing the leaving was my biological parent and his wife, my mom doing the staying, wasn’t.”I miss him already, baby.””It’s called Stockholm Syndrome, mom. Dad’s leaving is the
“Fuck Me, slut.”“No Master.”“you’re gonna fuck Me now, slut.”“No Master.”“Slut, fuck Me now or you’ll regret it.”“Gonna make me, Master?”Slowly You unfold Yourself and stand above me.Sprawled on my chair i look up at You and smile sweetly.You kneel before me between my legs and squirming i look up at You. You whisper in my
My Aunt Sarah – Part 4My mind was blown from the past two days, and my body was exhausted, so I slept exceptionally well.I was a keen footballer; I played for the college and the local village team. I wasn’t the fittest 18-year-old in the world, and neither did I have a ripped body like
This is the third chapter of a fictional tale. As a tale of fiction, it omits many of the safety precautions one should take in a real life situation. Because of this, it should not be considered a template for real life.Gloria was coming down to reality, more and more. The pain from the clothespins
Everybody in this story is 18+.##########The Uber driver pulled up to the apartment building where my sister Nita lived. For an upscale neighborhood in Dallas, I certainly expected more than the usual faceless, colorless and generic architecture that you see everywhere else. Every building on the block looked alike, except for the exterior color and
Thursday AfternoonWe had been back a week or so and the ‘glow’ from the vacation was evaporating, as it usually does. Performing all the tasks that are required in our life is not a chore or duty. It’s just my and Elaine’s life. I’m placing much more focus on where we’re going, than on what’s
The temperature in the basement had risen appreciably over the previous hour. It was partly the effect of quite so many men, and women, crammed into a space that measured fifty feet by thirty at most, and whose only ventilation was the opening at the top of the stair. And partly the intensity of what
Wes wasn’t sure what to do about what he’d seen. He wanted to know more, to see more, but he didn’t want to ask or embarrass Mila. He left it for a while, but returned to those images often when Mila was out of the house.Wes knew about Mila’s exes and escapades, and had asked
I hadn’t said so much as a word to my older brother for three years. As far as I knew, neither had my sister or younger brother. We had all been very close growing up. Our father left when Gary was sixteen, and I was twelve. After that it was the four of us and
SUMMARY: After working over 24 hours, Priyanka unexpectedly arrived home and discovered her husband having extramarital affairs in her marital bed. She divorced her husband and began living an excellent life alone, until one day she discovered she had been seen naked by an anonymous local onlooker on her balcony. After recognizing the fact, she
Chapter NineLindsay emerged from a deep, but short-lived slumber in the early morning hours to a sensation of delirious, unrestrained happiness, and allowed herself to bask in it before trying to figure out what the cause of it was.Why did she feel this way again?The eighteen-year-old rotated her head and took survey of Pamela’s luxurious
I lived in a really old neighborhood in a house built during the Civil War to hide slaves on their way north along the Underground Railroad. So there was a tunnel with an entrance in my downstairs bedroom that went to the house next door for slaves to escape thru. There was a little room
His early dinner date was set up for five o’clock. The woman known as sensual kitty would be meeting him her future Master at the Derby Steak House. The sun light reflected off the glass exterior as he approached the door carrying the large flat silver wrapped box. The Master paused momentarily, as he stepped
This is the first in a series of first-person stories of a shy, small town boy discovering his bisexual side later in life. Not all experiences are “sexy” as unexpected emotions and reactions are uncovered during the events that unfold.–The video store – my first experienceAs a child of the 60s I was raised in
Submissive Southern Girl in Minnesota VI Rule ChangesAfter a night spent nursing on Master’s cock as he slept, I decided that I belonged with Master full time. I told him while I was riding his wonderous cock, and he had rolled me over in a welcome home fuck. He was so anxious for me to
My Aunt Sarah – Part 5I slept soundly another night, falling asleep, thinking of my aunty; it was Thursday morning.Looking out, I could see that the weather was terrible, it was raining, and it looked chilly to say we were in June. Well, that’s scuppered my picnic idea!I texted my aunt, “Raining? Urgh, what now?
Melanie and Melissa were mother and daughter. They were also best friends. Melanie had Melissa when she was twenty and was so glad that even though Melissa was now 19 she still hadn’t moved away. They would do everything together from shopping to critiquing boys and men they saw. They always laughed together and had
One day when i was sleeping, I felt a hand coming up my thighs and ass. I tried to move my hips, but his hand grabbed me and pulled me back in.”Be still my little slut” he said in a deep voice. I got scared and just as I was about to scream out loud
Chapter 12It was all Marcia could do to keep her hands off Connor that evening. He didn’t bring work home very often but he had some paperwork he needed to attend to before the deadline for expense claims, which was imminent. Marcia wouldn’t let him settle, though, playing with his hair and whispering in his