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Author's Note: This story picks up where the series La Playa - Polynesia leaves off. Those of you who like a story and understanding the motivations of characters may want to read both the original La Playa series and La Playa - Polynesia for context and background. For those of you who are just looking for a good wank, I hope you'll give the story developme...
We have not known each other long but already you are truly my Mistress. As for me ... well, I'm so proud to be your Sub. (And from time to very special time, I am also proud to be your slutty little angel). I'm in the room that I love most in your apartment, the library, with its rows and rows of books and its walls hung with beautiful prints. Of course I...
"Eeeeeee!" screamed Holly, pointing back at a team of cheerleaders and members of the college glee club, all with dead gazing blue eyes and a clueless slow group gate forming a forward march down the main quad of the St. Jude University for Young Women. "I have an outfit just like hers!" Holly's pointing finger reached far out the second floor window of th...
(A flight of fancy and a gift to a friend with this latest little story. As always a special thanks to my friend patricia51 for her confidence and support. Thank you to our editor Marian, and a new critic who shall remain nameless but appreciated. I hope the "Irina" and "Tana" in life enjoy this and each other for a long, long time.) * Elvy rolled over in...
I hum "Who Are You Waiting For?" by Melissa Etheridge as I lace my black rubber corset tightly. This is the last touch in my Domme outfit for the evening. My latex hose and shoulder length gloves are smooth and shiny. My favorite ankle strap sandals look fabulous over my hosiery and I'm quite comfortable wearing four inch heels. My makeup is sultry. I take a...
After the ice was broken between my eighteen-year old daughter and I, we made love every evening since that fateful Friday night. However, I soon became worried that Katrina might become sexually dependent upon her mommy and that might restrict her options later in life. I therefore decided that it would be best for her if we could bring in an other woman or...
PART 2: DRIVEN TO THE EDGE The car jiggled slightly as two thumps resounded through the vehicle waking her groggily from a restive slumber. How long she had dozed Angela had no idea, shortly after though she heard the engine start, surely they were still winding her up, tormenting her for her indiscretions. Angela found it hard to believe they would dare ta...
Chapter 2 Mom Dates Matt's Counselor Katrina dressed provocatively for her date with Tracy. She wore a red backless evening gown with a plunging neck line revealing her valley and the insides of her breasts. It flowed gracefully over her hips to just above her ankles and opened on each side as she walked. With each step the sides opened revealing her well...
This submission was also co-written by Browncuriousity. * She sat outside on the patio of the guesthouse, watching the waves crash onto the surf not far off when Donnie came outside. "There you are!" He exclaimed as he sat across from her. She wore nothing but an Arabic tunic as she sipped on a cup of tea. "Where've you been?" Asked Donnie, "I've miss...