I looked up at the building, biting my lip as I held the paperwork in my hands.  The mansion was enormous- it must have been about six stories.  Nobody lived nearby, there were large gardens and nearby woods.  It wasn't a surprise that they needed someone to tend to the cleaning...

It was a lovely Saturday in Any town, USA.  A wedding was to take place at the local Methodist church that afternoon.  The bride and all her bridesmaids were dressed in lovely dresses.  The bridesmaids in matching  pink taffeta. The bride in a lovely white dress with a veil. The groomsmen all wore black tuxedos. All looked spiffy. The groom was in tails.  All the guests were in their Sunday bests.     All the guests were filled with excitement for such a joyous occasion.       The bride & groom were sweethearts since childhood

It was hard times for me and my family. I had just got sacked from my job at a construction site in Lagos, and my last salaries was hardly enough to cover our basic needs. My wife kept complaining and my kids didn't show me respect no more. Yeah man, it was hard times for me, but it was also hard times for my countrymen. There was great poverty raging in the great-Lagos area. A lot of my buddies were unemployed and our lousy government kept on following those IMF-rules, taking loans to pay there own corruption and billing the people with cutbacks in education, health, housing and- worse for me- banning the construction of the cities new great hospital where I had been working. No matter I had worked like hell- I was sacked by my boss on the spot.

I've been reading all the other stories on here and they're all so good. Mine isn't really very exciting, just wanted to share how I got my start in fantasy land. This is a true story. (names have been changed.)

Scott loved women.  For roughly the first 30 yrs of his life, he held women, ALL women, up on a pedestal.  They were special, the fairer sex, more mature and holy than the male species.  He was a good boy who grew into a good man.  He went to church.  Everyone said he was so polite, a perfect gentleman.
Still, there was something deep within him.  There was a burning lust that he fought hard to control.  Most women caught his eye.  Never girls.  Even in high school, it was always the teachers that got the main attention of his lustful thoughts.  For some odd reason, it always seemed to be the married women that held a special place in his wettest dreams.
He married early on when his "fiancé" got pregnant.  When his wife was still pregnant with their 2nd child, the marriage ended.

As Scott started his truck and pulled away, he could hear Leeanne screaming.  Oh well, she had it coming, they ALL have it coming.  At the highway, Scott took out his cellphone.  He keyed in the number for Lisa.
Lisa was a bit on the plump side, "BULLSHIT" Scott scoffed to himself, "she's fucking HUGE.  Nice pussy and AWESOME titts though".
Lisa didn't like Scott to call without warning, as her husband might be near by.  Sure, she told him, she'd LOVE to see him tomorrow.

Hi I am 27 yrs old, single and knock down gorgeous! Nah... not really. I have shoulder length auburn red hair. Emerald green eyes & I have nice round perky tit's that stand up at attention at all time's, bra, or no bra. My nipples are long round and pink... very easy to see through my nice lacy bras that I wear from time to time. I am a nice sized C-Cup. My measurements are 36 - 24 - 36. Kind of an hour glass shape, wouldn't you say?

it is a warm summer day, but with a light breeze that makes it enjoyable.  She has just bought that outfit she has been wanting, as well as a nice silken gown to sleep in.  She steps outside feeling the warmth and decides to enjoy it as she has the whole day to herself, and nothing to do.  To look at her is to see a woman of high beauty and a confidence that teases the mind into wanting to see more. 

The rain intensified into a near monsoon as Lauren made the easy left onto her street, letting out an audible "sigh" as some of the tension left her body. It had been another long, mentally exhausting week at work, and she was glad it was finally over. Even better, it was a four day weekend, and she was planning to do something that she'd been putting off for a long time: absolutely nothing. Well, almost nothing. She had several DVD's she wanted to watch, as well as that "DaVinci Code" which it seemed everyone else in the universe had read, except her.

If I knew what was going to happen to me tonight, I wouldn't of went to the club with Vicky.  Vicky and I were in a goth coffee house, (that suppose to have real vampires) opened after the clubs closes with Vicky first friend, Johnny, he was to pretty for me- He looked 18 and not much older, I really don't lik younger boys. But I asssumed he was at least 21 since he was in the club, but he could of sneaked in.  But I couldn't help went he nibbled my neck, the last sex I had was after my boyfriend took off after I told him I was pregnant with Annie.  As he nibbled I thought I saw long fangs-(I must be to drunk),as two guys interrupted his nibbling.

Prelude: ....She heard the walkie talkie but the officer had not yet spoken. "I’m tied to the door!" she cried "Please help me... Get free" Then she heard the click, of a "radio boom-box" being shut off as the tape recording of a siren and walkie-talkie played out and turned itself off. Then a familiar voice spoke up. "I know your tied to the door, dear heart... That’s where I left you... I so love doing that, going away, and then coming back playing my tape... My victims always get this fucked up, false sense of security.. Then I take that away.... You do know I’ve changed my mind, don’t you? I think I will have some of that thick, young body of yours. Maybe I can help you to hum again" this he said as he pulled a "red ball gag" from his pocket. He let out a loud evil laugh as the shock hit Samantha.."No..No..No-no-no-" She began to whine and helpless cry "yousaiditwasallover...

I'd been  watching this very busty married woman, watching where she went, the bars she frequented, etc.  I'd even gotten friendly with her pharmacist.  I knew she took birth control pills.  I also worked with her nusband and knew he'd had a vasectomy and hadn't told Bridget, his wife about it because he suspected her of cheating on him.
     I finally picked the time, I knew Jim was out of town this week, as i'd sent him to a convention in Baltimore.  It was about 1:30 A.M., Bridget came home from the local bar, where she'd taken on several men on the pool table, willingly.  I checked the locks, the sliding glass door had a stick bracing it from the inside, foiling my quietest entry.  I found the front door unlocked, ah i'm in luck i thought to myself.