"Come here." I command in an authoritative voice, and she does, slinking low to the ground, eyes downcast as she pads toward me. She knows that tone, the huskiness of my voice, the slow, calm sound of control that I take on when I'm aroused, when I want to go somewhere to sate my lust. We could stay home- I'd find plenty of ways to entertain myself, as alway...
This story has taken a different path from the original conception thanks to feedback from one reader. While it would have been nice if the comment had not been anonymous and maybe a little more polite, it did at least spur me into writing the next instalment from a different perspective and this is the result. As always, your constructive feedback is great...
My first attempt at writing here, please comment and critique. I am trying to improve my writing style everyday. * It had been a roller coaster year for the couple, they had won the lottery quit their jobs and started new careers. Elizabeth changed careers, she decided to take up modelling, she was an out going person and the thought of doing nothing but...
Grace knelt on the bed with her long black hair in ringlets falling across her bare shoulders. The black satin top hung low across her arms and chest, leaving more seen than unseen as she leant forward onto all fours. The bed was soft and she lay down sprawled across it, leaning closer to where Cora sat on the chaise lounge. Her matching bloomers were edged...
A brief and twisted little fairy tale. * Author's Note If you are a regular reader of my work you will know that I am a big fan of slice-of-life stories as well as unorthodox princesses in anachronistic settings. Well, this tale has a bit of both. As usual, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and don't try this at home. Enjoy!Wax Philosophic *...
If you aren't turned on by two women making hot, passionate love or if you're under 18, this story is not for you. However, if you are, welcome to my latest tale of girl-girl lust.. [Dedicated to Gayle, Kisha and more of their deep, wet, tongue-sucking kissing sessions.] * * * * * The truck was speeding down Route 6 toward the motel. With all the sex-play...
Written from the inspiration of experiences and friends, this fantasy is for reading pleasure and enlightenment. Any resemblance to actual persons or activities is coincidental. ***** Several months had passed since Lori and Valerie met and discovered each other in the forest glade. They both held fond memories of the events that occurred during the weeken...
*Continued* I positioned Maria so she was lying on the floor. I seductively pulled off my thong to reveal my bald damp pussy. Maria just stared in astonishment and shut her eyes. I lowered myself over her face, positioning my knees either side of her face and I was facing her sweet pussy. I took her hand and hovered it between my legs. "You can either use...
You don't remember if you even had a choice. You do remember hitting Main Street on the first weekend of Bike Week, out with the girls from work. You do remember drinking a shitload of Margaritas and arguing with Kerri Ann about the number of bikers in Daytona this year. You don't recall when she imposed herself in your group or when she began to take your s...
I don't know what it is that draws me to women in uniform. Maybe it's the way that they are cut to make them stand tall and proud. Or perhaps it's what the uniform itself symbolizes. Power. Raw power. I love making powerful people get down on their knees, and love making them beg. That's probably why my ex was a former Canadian Naval officer. She spent her d...