I was having my morning coffee when a knock on my back door startled me. Being new to the neighborhood, I approached the door suspiciously, wondering who it could be at six in the morning. I felt a sense of relief when I recognized the woman who lived next door. "Hello neighbor," she said cordially as I opened the door. "I was beginning to think you didn't...
Diane's chest heaved as she struggled to bring her breathing and pulse rate back to a more reasonable pace. Little shocks and jolts were still running through her core as she tried to recover from the second orgasm in a row to come courtesy of her Mistress's magical tongue. She looked down to find the Native American beauty staring back at her. At the same...
Warning: This story contains incest, futanari, forced sex, and underage drinking (by a year, in the US) and if you don't like these themes then STOP READING. Here's chapter four. Enjoy! ***** Their house was a few miles out of town, in the woods. They had a good chunk of property surrounding them, and the only neighbor they had lived a five minute drive...
All character's depicted in the story are 18 years of age or older. Any likeness the characters have to anyone in real life, is purely coincidental. The story itself is of no influence of any real life event. Any and all brand names and any other affiliation with copyrighted product are not a danger of being mentioned. Any affiliations with schools is left v...
The door crashed open. She ducked, shielding her eyes from the stinging dust blown in by the howling wind. Daring to glance up, she looked through the flying debris trying to make out who had ventured through a duststorm to a downtown gem store. She cursed inwardly as she made out the unmistakeable silhouette. Tall and wearing that ridiculous triangular hat...
Betty sat at the breakfast bar, sipping her wine and admiring her second husband's physique as he got on with preparing dinner. Three years her junior and soon approaching his 40th birthday, he was in better shape than a lot of men half his age. His job helped with this of course; as a swimming instructor he kept fit and his muscular thighs were a sight to b...
Donna had told Mia to be in the study, ready for a spanking when she got home that evening. Unsure when her mistress would be home, she waited by the window overlooking the street until she saw Donna's BMW turn into the drive. She had been given a hand spanking that morning before going to school, because her midterm average was down below 2.5. Donna expecte...
Yes Mistress Yes Finally, noon! I was tired. Ready, to be off work. I just wanted to go home, take a long, hot bath, and take a nap. Michael was on a business trip, not due home until tomorrow. It would be nice to just have some alone time. I wasn't expecting Yessenia. I was locking up, when she snuck up behind me. She kissed me teasingly. "Hey hot stuff!...
"Does a spanking hurt?" asked Megan in a sweet, innocent little voice. "Well, I guess you could say that it hurts kinda good," I laughed, thinking to myself that we had found a golden treasure in this sweet girl. "What do you mean, BethAnne?" I could almost feel her eyes on my nicely reddened buns. "Mmm. It's a bit hard to explain. A spanking or a whippin...
The Sorority Sisters, Crème No.2: Eating Bethany on New Year's Eve Introduction: In her first account here, Crème told us about her fantasy of being dominated (by me), made to pleasure me with her mouth and fingers, and then submit to the attentions of a deviant. This fantasy erupted from her unconscious mind when she started to write her Fantasy Story. Th...