After letting Lisa sleep for a bit while I watched TV in the lounge, I decided to have some more fun with her. I walked into the bedroom and she was fast asleep under the duvet. I climbed into bed, peaking at her under the duvet to see she was just wearing panties and a t shirt. This immediately got me hard again. She turned over and placed her arm over my c...
Part 2. for those who did not read part 1 or y story about big cocked Troy i suggest you read them first. These are true stories only. Chris walked in and saw Troy out cold on the couch and me still tied and handcuffed to the sawhorse. My cock had gone soft. He chuckled and remarked how bruised and beaten my ass looked. I asked him to untie me but instead p...
She lay there, wrists bound together with a soft, silky rope and tied to the bed frame. A blindfold shrouded her sight in darkness, leaving her only to concentrate on what she could feel. A bright red ball gag sat tightly strapped between her lips. Effectively silencing her, an occasional moan or muffled response to pain was all that was able to escape. H...
I was alone in my flat which is on 5th floor, that cool breeze and a little sun rays were peeking through windows. In hall there was a window of glass joining balcony. I was a little turned on and being alone at home was a chance to play with myself. Taking in consideration that opportunity, I wore a sexy see through black lingerie and black high heels. Wi...
Thanks to Mostera1, Mokkelke, Kalamazoo707, and Persephone9906 for their help, suggestions, and encouragement. I especially want to thank PostScriptor for his editing and suggestions. If the story seems to move too quickly, please remember this is a fictional SHORT story and as such is compressed into a very short time period. *~*~* Three young girls sat...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * The rain pelted Calista as she hailed a taxi outside Heathrow airport in London. The cab pulled up to the curb and Calista hopped...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Winning the Blonde Goddess" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Schlank to create this story. If you like this story, she should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. . . . . . . My name is Scott Alexander,...
You can call me Sweet Charlotte; it's a name I have great affection for because it was the nick-name the Colonel gave me. For two glorious weeks in my life ten years ago this mature, worldly man taught me that sex and its many acts can be a delicious experience even for a novice such as myself. At 18 years of age I wasn't the most experienced girl in the wo...
"Hold still," he said, wrapping the second turn and pushing the working end through the back of the partially formed knot. "This is the part I've always had a little trouble with." Chloe complied, keeping as still as she could as James tucked the working end back through the front loop and then gently pulled until the knot was tight. Once it was formed, he...
It's two o'clock in the morning and I sit beside my wife's bed in the hospital holding her hand. The gentle rhythmic beep of the heart monitor is the only indication that she is alive as she lies there in an induced coma. She was in a terrible automobile accident yesterday and the doctors don't know if she will live or die. A nurse came in to check on her...