When I was first hired, Frank let me know he would sometimes host private parties, and when there were, I would be expected to work them. Just after reaching my third month as Frank's submissive housekeeper, he pulled me aside as I was just finishing my shift. My pussy was still leaking his cum from his earlier fuck session. "Becka, I need you to work a party I am hosting this Friday." "I'd love to, Frank. What kind of pa...

The following Friday, he arrived at her house, and she answered the door naked apart from her choker, black seam hold-ups and black high heels as he had instructed earlier that day. “Good evening, Master. Coffee?” “Yes, please, Doll,” he replied, walking into the front room, removing his suit jacket and sitting on the sofa. She returned a few minutes later, handed him a cup, took a few steps back and stood with her feet s...

The gong’s crash was still reverberating, meaning the contest was formally underway. I started our personal timer, and the man randomly selected to fuck my wife gave a spin to each of my large dials. 1. Aisha’s first suitor (Suitor Number 4) · First spin: Suitor’s choice of position · Second spin: Cum on her pussy · Total elapsed time of penetration: 3 minutes, 21 seconds. “Suitor Number 4” chose for Aisha to remain on he...

My name is Peter Hargrove. I was 20 years old, 5’11, and 180 pounds. Physically fit. A strong athlete. Short brown hair, blue eyes, and a clear complexion. My high school grades weren’t earning any college scholarships, so I considered joining the Army. The recruiting officer had many encouraging things to say. Good pay. A signing bonus. Training. Promotions. An honorable career. I was just the sort of young man they were...

This is a recap of what led to this encounter; G'day, mates! Back in June 2000, I crossed paths with Paul. Crikey, I never thought he'd turn my world upside down. I was a single mum with a cheeky 5-year-old ankle-biter. Paul had rocked up to Adelaide from Melbourne a few months earlier. When he first arrived in March, he was living with a sheila named Vanessa and her mum Janet. Vanessa was a hooker, and Paul was just tryi...

Dex and Ava had spiced up their sex lives with a game of dominant dares. They would take turns giving the other a task, each sure that they would be the one who would come up with a dare or task that the other could not or would not do. Each had proven to be unwavering, refusing to be the one to show weakness. It was time for Ava to come up with a challenge, and she was taking her time, mulling over just the right thing t...

Sunday, Lucia and I caught up on household chores. We dusted our little castle, then gathered the laundry to take to the laundromat. I made sure we had time for a little kiss and cuddle throughout the day. At the laundromat, the lady I always dealt with came over to greet us. Margo always had a smile and a happy voice. “Paddy, it’s been a while. Dropping off your laundry, I see.” Margot smiled. “Margot, I’d like to introd...

Tiffany awoke early and before doing anything else, she grabbed the newspaper outside her apartment door. She turned to the want ads immediately and scoured them. She was getting desperate for a job, and so far the prospects had not been promising. The employment agency had few openings, and despite her good looks and bubbly personality, all leads had been dead ends. It was depressing, to say the least. As a twenty-two-ye...

When I was first hired, Frank let me know he would sometimes host private parties, and when there were, I would be expected to work them. Just after reaching my third month as Frank's submissive housekeeper, he pulled me aside as I was just finishing my shift. My pussy was still leaking his cum from his earlier fuck session. "Becka, I need you to work a party I am hosting this Friday." "I'd love to, Frank. What kind of pa...

Tiffany awoke early and before doing anything else, she grabbed the newspaper outside her apartment door. She turned to the want ads immediately and scoured them. She was getting desperate for a job, and so far the prospects had not been promising. The employment agency had few openings, and despite her good looks and bubbly personality, all leads had been dead ends. It was depressing, to say the least. As a twenty-two-ye...