I'm looking down, over my breasts my nipples hard, bitingly hard I can feel them pulling my breasts taught, themselves swollen almost throbbing, down to her head there between my legs, legs so wide open, pulled back allowing access, access that 5 minutes before I had been conflicted about, torn between the burning desire of my clit and my fear at what was ab...
[Authors note: This story brings the characters Anita and Penny from 'Christmas at Grandmas' and Alexis and Noelle from 'Visiting Aunt Alexis' together for a passionate romp in The City of Light. Enjoy.] * "You'd look totally hot wearing that." Noelle looked away from the blouse she'd been thinking of buying and saw a pretty, brown haired girl standing t...
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...
This is my first ever submission! This is half of the story and I will submit the other half if I get a good response. Please let me know what you think, and enjoy ;) x -------------------------------------------------- Jenna closed her eyes and breathed in. She felt the warm jets of water shoot against her back as she laid her head on the wooden edge of...
Close your eyes. No, don't. Here, I'll cover them for you. Your last look of me vanishes as I tighten the cool, red silk around your eyes. You feel the ends of the cloth trail over your shoulders as I pull them back, behind you, to me. With one hand, I knot the silk around my left fist, tugging your head, up and back, onto my shoulder, exposing the smooth...
"I'm thinking of taking a lover." The words rose in the air between us like plumes of cigarette smoke. It's too bad, really, now that sort of cliché – manufactured foreplay - has succumbed with government law. I wasn't ashamed of who I was, of cigarettes, of rebellion, what and who my desires were. On this damp London night myself and this young nymph had m...
I settled down into the red fabric seats of my school auditorium to what promised to be a dull presentation; you know the typical start of the year thing. It was my freshman year at college and I was apathetic as always about school in general. Our school as usual was miserable place to be, this time because the college hadn't yet approved the air conditioni...
(Author's note: I'm extremely sorry to those who were waiting for the second part. I'd intended to release this much sooner but things had gotten complicated in my life and I had to put this on hold. I feel like this may be a little short, but I really wanted to finish this story. Sorry again and hope you enjoy.) * The lobby doors clicked shut behind me as...
Two things were true about Cassandra Smith. She was undoubtedly one of the most dedicated professors on campus. And she had a tendency to fantasize about female students, much to her own dismay. She'd proudly admit to the first. The second? She'd never tell another soul. Ever. Her life took a striking turn mid-semester after a European History 205 class. S...
There is always one in every class. Sometimes more but at least, always one. I was being as still as I could, sweating a little under the bright lights of the classroom. My naked body was on full display as I stood there, hands on my hips, left legs bent at the knee. The students were all around me, walking, studying, sketching or painting my picture on thei...