When Annabelle finally gets her divorce from Brian she is ecstatic. Now her new life can begin. But Brian has other ideas and embarks upon a hate campaign against her. Annabelle endures weeks of allegations, abuse and threats until a friend tells her about a psychic ritual that could solve all he...
She'd defied him, lied to him... and had to be punished most severely.Belinda fears that her teenage daughter may be falling for Tony, her handsome but cruel new neighbour, and resolves to do everything in her power to keep the two apart. She believes that by giving her body to Tony she'll be abl...
Bounding down the stairs, she hoped that Gary hadn’t called round for early-morning sex. She’d have to tell him that she wouldn’t be seeing him again, she decided as she checked her reflection in the hall mirror. And she wanted John out of her life, too. She’d arranged to see David again that eve...
Someone, somewhere, was looking at the pornographic pictures, scrutinizing me, the cucumber up my cunt, the solid cocks spunking over my full breasts, my nipples - but who? I'd find out, no doubt. Tony had phoned several times, asking how I was and what I'd been doing. I'd lied, of course - lied ...
I had no willpower, Dave was still quiet, and my arousal had reached frightening heights. I’d refrained from masturbating for fear of imagining sucking on Derek’s cock. I’d not gone out to the front garden and had kept well away from my bedroom window. But my intrigue and arousal were powerful, a...
"It's a new and bloody ingenious idea," he imparted excitedly, smiling as he watched the colonel's eyes light up. "I want all the women naked whenever there are clients here. No matter whether you're in the bar, the foyer, or the dining room, you're to be starkers." "That's fine by me!" Cecilia g...
I hadn't slept at all well. I Dreams had haunted me. Dreams of Crystal's naked body dumped in the woods, her wide eyes glazed, staring at the trees high above her. Was it a dream? Climbing out of bed, I suddenly remembered that Alan was in the lounge. I couldn't for the life of me think why I'd l...
He was quieter than usual, watching me over the top of his newspaper as I sipped my coffee. He didn't even mention the computer he'd been to look at the night before. Trying to appear normal, not noticing his strange mood, I busied myself, making toast and chatting about the weather. "How come yo...
"Monica, when that girl's father catches up with Larry, Larry will wheedle his way out of it, as he always does. I think we should do something." "Do something? Such as what?" the portly woman asked, frowning suspiciously. "I don't know but... what with the taxman and the health authority and eve...
She was confused, her mind wandering, as she slipped out of her bed and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror. She looked so young without her pubic hair, she observed as she parted her feet wide and gazed at the fleshy swell of her outer lips. She should never have removed her pubes, sh...
Having slept on the floor, my naked body aching, I desperately needed to have a bath or shower. The sperm between my thighs had become starchy, my vaginal valley sticky. I was still hungry, but not starving. Wondering where everyone had got to, I clambered to my feet and paced the floor. Would th...
Throwing a stone at the front door, she waited. 'Good,' she whispered, creeping across the lawn with the bag. 'I don't want to kill anyone.' Strategically placing six bombs around the cottage walls, she set the timers and made her escape into the woods, only resting when she was a good two miles ...
Thanking God that he'd gone, she checked the time - nine-thirty. What would today bring? she wondered as she climbed out of bed and drew the curtains. What indeed? Slipping into her dressing gown as she descended the stairs, her heart leaped as the doorbell rang. Pulling her gown tightly across h...
Spew complained as Miss Honeycunny strutted into the office on her red, six-inch stilettoes and placed a tray of coffee on the desk. “He fucks everything he comes into contact with.” Honeycunny scratched her juice-drenched vaginal crack through her miniskirt. “I wish he did,” she sighed wistfully...
When would the girl return? Who would she bring with her? More men, more cocks, more spunk. My vaginal lips sticky with a sordid cocktail of sperm and sex milk, I desperately wanted to have a shower, to dress and escape from the house. But with my hands cuffed, I couldn't even make myself somethi...
Ignoring the phone as it rang for the umpteenth time, he finally left the bathroom and stood outside the bedroom door. Lolita would be sleeping, he mused, inching the door open. His cock stiffening, his balls in need of a damned good nibbling, he gazed at the pretty girl, her breasts peeping over...