Melinda opened the door to a very large guy, not tall but fat almost round. He waddled in smiling and sweating profusely. He carried a large Gladstone bag giving him the air of an old fashioned Doctor. Mistress Caprice said "Welcome Mr Smotherer, I hope you're pleased with your pig." "Ohhhhh yes, she looks perfect, I really have worked up a sweat on the wa...
The warmth of the sun hit me after such a long time in the dark and dirty recesses of Master S's world. The fact I was wearing heavy duty rubber panties and bra became all too apparent as I started to perspire, not that I could take my hoodie off in the area I was about to walk through and with what I was wearing under my shirt. I started to walk on my sti...
I write to you of my friend Indio...who became a male slave/master when he turned twenty-one and went to college! Nineteen year old Sipple Knox was what they call a "fourth generation legacy", a rich boy who didn't have a lot of smarts, and just got into Georgetown 'cause all his relatives did. Sip couldn't take his eyes off Indio, though--partially because...
Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. * * * * * * My name is Hank, I'm a Driver at Large, at least that's what I call myself. I make my money by transporting people, mostly long distance. 100 and up to 2000 miles, sometimes. On some of those long runs, that may take 3 or 4 days, my passengers normally pay...
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The randomness of when desire raises its selfish head can be jarring. You immerse yourself with the ephemera of life; jobs, family, and even in this little ice age, weather: Accept sanguinely the dog days of January. You board a train, content that it will bring you from A to B almost on time, you are receptive to the embrace of the Sunday papers. In retro...
The barn is warm, a heated breeze blowing in through the open double doors doing little to dispel the stifling atmosphere. Flies buzz. Out side, the noon sun is beating down mercilessly, its light shining contrasting with the dimness inside. The man looks very different from the way he did hiking up the mountain. He is still wearing his wool socks, but the r...
Peter: It started the first day I saw you, Peter. The way you dress, look, act. I was hooked. Your face is cute but so hot at the same time. The way your trimmed brown facial hair extends down and across your face. Your amazing head sits on top a muscular neck and a near perfect body. Your muscles ache and throb with every move. I sit, tantalized by the siz...
The weeks went on with my online relationship with this older dom. I spent most evenings on cam to him displaying my body in all sorts of positions as well as stretching my ass with the biggest items I could find in my house. My anonymous online Dom who i never saw only heard his voice wanted me to refer to him as simple 'D'. He wouldn't let me know anymore...
I'd love to lie and tell you I did this all on my own, but if you read the original version you can easily see where LarryInSeattle, my editor, did some heavy sanding and painting. + + + My Trusted Friend Ch. 04 The concert was great. The three of us drank and danced, partying hard. My friend bought me drinks for my birthday and my wife rubbed up against...