Yang Meets Mr. Samson

Beth sighed loudly and leaned back in her seat. Her husband Michael chuckled in the drivers seat. "It's just one retreat, relax," he said. "A company retreat," she snapped. "You know everyone, it's fun for you. For me it's a lost Saturday." "Let's just play the game and we'll gone by five," Michael said, looking over at his young wife. "You know I couldn't make an excuse for you this year." That was true, Beth knew. Every year the CEO of Michael's company, Worler Tech, invited everyone for a day-long game of "hide and seek" in an old grand hotel he rented out. At first it was just supposed to be a team-building exercise for the sales department, but after a few years he started throwing an after-party after the game, and then spouses started to show up, and now a couple decades later it was an annual event that everyone in the company was expected to attend. Michael had been going to the retreat s

All characters 18+ *** Daddy is calling me on Skype and I'm so excited I could burst. I do mean that literally because I've been breaking the rules and holding my pee in for pleasure without asking permission. As long as I don't get caught Daddy will never know. Only problem with that is I wasn't expecting daddy to call and I'm pretty desperate right now. It's like he has radar signals for when his little one is up to mischief. "Hi Daddy." "Hello little one, how is my princess today?" "I'm very good daddy." God it's so hard to keep still, the pressure is really building and I'm starting to worry daddy will notice. "Are you being a good girl whilst daddy is away?" Why did he have to ask that? If I don't lie well enough I'll get punished once for holding without permission and again for lying. "Of course I am Daddy, I'm always a good girl." Oh no, I think I've been bouncing up and down

Chapter 1 ( The evolution of a sissy ) It is funny how life can often change unexpectedly and make you wonder how that happened. For instance, take this sissy named Kelly. In his mid-twenties and to the outside world, just a typical man going to work each day, football matches, going out drinking with friends and attempting to date women, even if 99% of the time failing at that. Like many today, he has a secret, that being when getting over horny, his weak-will takes over his brain and will often end up in a night of sexual lust by himself. I know, nothing out of the ordinary. Still, this lad usually ends up wearing the pair of very well worn customized "By the previous owners" panties he bought from an online Dominatrix. Within seconds of sliding the female scented and stained pink satin up his legs, he is rock hard and making a small tent out of the panties. So begins the regular ritual like so many other Fridays nights before. Endless hours scrolling through Femdom and c

All of us are excited, we are getting ready for our upcoming Hawaii escapades. We are leaving in two days, We pack our luggage and their parents bought us a First class round trip ticket. Except for our trip from Honolulu to Maui and the accommodations are paid for by Bera. We are all busy finalizing all the things we will pack for our luggage especially we have three 2-year-old kids. Bera: Who is doing our checklist? Adya: Didi & Me, her husband need to relax his going to be busy with us & Mom when we get there. Bera: Finally!!, Adya & I can taste you. Adya just looks at me, but my wife seems to doesn't care, My wife's cell phone rings. it's her Mom, my wife told her sisters that they to go to our bedroom because their Mom wants to talk to them in private. Their phone conference with their Mom lasted about an hour. Didi: Babe, Mom says get ready she will have a surprise for you. Adya: Lucky mother fucker, so fucking spoiled. Bera: Sometimes I think that Mom l

*****All characters in the story are 18 years of age or older***** My phone buzzes and I give it a brief glance out of habit. "Holy shit, it's Jason." I say aloud. And it's not just a text, he's actually calling me. I reach to grab the glowing device, but hold it at a distance as if it were a venomous snake. I never expected to hear from him again. Maybe it was an accident. In the decade of our friendship, I do not think he has ever actually called me. Should I just let it go or do I actually answer? Jason has been my best friend practically my entire life. We met in First Grade, and up until this year, we have had most of our classes together. This past summer, right before our Senior year, his family moved a few towns over. Now, for the first time since I can remember, I started a school year without my best friend. Fortunately, we are only about 30 minutes from each other, and even though he now goes to a rival school, we still hang out when we can. In fact,

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