I brought Sharon breakfast in bed. It was the least I could do, after all I had seduced the lovely, dark-haired bikini model. As I dipped some little pieces of bread and butter into a soft-boiled egg and fed them to her, I asked: "Tell me about the bikini model scene, do those hunky male models hit on you a lot?" Sharon, a stunningly-attractive 20-year-old...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Chapter 7: Desi's Pie a la Mode Charlotte "The mystery is solved?" Miss Chowdhury asked, with a lovely rolling of the R, as Juliet settled into her lap with a sigh. There weren't enough chairs in the dining room for all of us to be able to sit down for pie and coffee, so we...
Summary: Submissives are taught to say thank you with their tongues. Note 1: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the original idea for what turned out to be a very lengthy, complex story in the vein, I hope, of my 'Catching Mommy' series except without the incest (mostly). Note 2: Thanks to H.S., Robert, Sophia, Text Beethoven, and Wayne for editing. This is...
I am writing this as a task for my Domme. I straddle your thighs, just below your ass, so that when I lean forward to get closer to you I can feel your ass between my legs. I roll my hips into you as I press my bare chest against your back. My fingertips run from your shoulder, up your arm, and lace with yours. With my other hand, I tangle my fingers into y...
I arrived home late from work and sat down pretending not to notice her but as usual it's so hard not to glance at her. She is in the classic position, looking down kneeling, naked with her hands upturned on her thighs in the centre of the room and she is smiling. That smile warmed my heart because I know she still loves me and wants me to be her Domme. Besi...
Anna is your name. The tall, sexy young Black woman I've had a crush on ever since I first laid eyes on her. Gay white women like myself can't resist the likes of you. And you probably don't even know it. I work as an events co-ordinator in the fashion industry. I've had my brief moment under the cruel glimpse of the spotlight, but nowadays I generally inter...
Harper strode down the road, agitation making her unaware of the appreciative glances that followed her swaying hips as she passed. Truthfully, she wasn't aware of much else right now, other than her need. The Craving was upon her full force, the need for leather and sex, dominance and sweat, to take control and to ravish. In her black summer dress and sand...
She stoops to retrieve Her mail that lies on the floor and walks to Her desk. Putting Her bag down, She sits and while perusing Her mail thinks back to a few months ago. Back when She discovered She was a Domme. OK it was only on line, a cyber Domme, but still it was something She hadn't thought about before. She now has a collared submissive, again only on...
Sprawled out over your vanity or dresser. Perfume and brushes and jewelry boxes tosses aside or still under me as you pound me. Your hand wrapped up in my hair, pulling my head back as your hips drive me into the solid surface. Imploring me to fuck...fuck like the bitch i am....as you do all the fucking. I cry out as i orgasm and you fuck me harder. Then...
****** Please Read This First ******* I know, I know, I usually don't bother with the disclaimer bits either. Blah, blah, blah, over 18, blah, blah, blah, don't read if easily offended, blah, blah, blah. But, just this once, please bear with me and read this one. Firstly, this is chapter four of ten and the story will only make sense if you read it from th...