As Kevin was driving home from work on Thursday he got a text message from his Mistress reminding him that this weekend was going to be a celebration of his six month anniversary as her weekend slave. And that she planned to raise the stakes of what he would have to endure if he wished to continue serving her. While continuing his drive home to his apartmen...
Chris woke up and rolled over to look at Christy sleeping next to him in her purple satin baby doll he'd gotten her last week. He stroked her thigh and she stirred. Over the last few months since Christy had found out his little secret of liking cock and dressing up in lingerie they'd made some big strides in their sex life. They were now fucking the neighbo...
The Asian girl was nervous. Aimee could see it in her face, in the hesitation to talk. "What's wrong?" Sean asked, putting down his pencil and looking at her. Aimee kept drawing, focusing on the knots in Elizabeth's jawline. She said nothing. Her eyes darted from Aimee to Sean and back again. "You know how this works, Elizabeth. You need to talk to me, to...
I woke up a non-virgin the next day, to find that the sun still rose in the east, the skies were still blue, and I still had to take out the Reid's goddamn garbage. I crawled out of bed around seven and took a quick shower to clean out the cobwebs. I pulled on a pair of mesh shorts and a T-shirt and went next door to do my duty. It was early, and even with...
Messing around with both Erin and Angie in the past few weeks had been really hot and steamy, especially so for someone as inexperienced as me. Plus, there was still a mystery girl -- a girl who had given me a blowjob without giving me the benefit of knowing who she was. I was now guessing this had to be Rachel, since it definitely wasn't Erin. No other girl...
Author's Note: All errors are strictly mine. * * * "I have a talk with you," Aiko said one Saturday morning. Gerald raised an eyebrow. "You talk to me all the time," he said. "Be serious," she said as she rolled her eyes in mild exasperation. She knew he liked playing games with words. "You know what I mean." "You mean you want to discuss something out...
Author's Note: This version of Tracey Ch. 2 has been modified since first publication on 11/09/2004 for continuity purposes and to correct minor grammatical errors. -W.S. Tracey acted perfectly normal around me the next day, her usual cheerful self. It was therefore inconceivable to me that she had seen me standing in her doorway the night before. My fears...
The basement was hot and the air hung heavy with dampness. Kelly could feel the sweat beads slowly rolling down from beneath the ropes that were carefully woven about her slender, graceful arms. The ropes pulling her hands upward were just tight enough to let her heels barely rest on the ground. The tension kept her slender, petite frame taunt. The blindfold...
I can still smell the rum, the whiskey, the semen, the sweat, and the salt water every time I go anywhere near a beach or sand dune. It was twelve years ago but I sometimes awaken to the sounds of their laughter and cruelty. I awaken to my soaked wet panties and nipples on fire with tension in my thigh muscles just from the mere memory. I have been sore afte...
The music was loud and the dance floor was packed when I walked into the bar. It was 11:00 on a typical Saturday night at the "Top of the Heap," and the place was filled with attractive women and young good-looking guys. The crowd was primarily in their 20's, and most of the women were on the dance floor gyrating with each other and the men that would dance....