The first thing I see when I walk into Good Vibrations - the first thing that anyone probably sees, can’t avoid seeing - is the complex display of leather strap-on gear adorning the left wall of the store, each item accompanied by a label bearing a name like “Texas Two-Step” and “British Bulldog.” Below that is the stuff you’re supposed to be strapping your...
I wake up when you walk in the door. "Hey!" I protested feebly. You smile, holding up shopping bags, "I didn't want to wake you." I squirm under the mattress as you walk over and open the windows, letting in the sea air. I admire your shapely figure, accentuated by the long shirt and little shorts, and reach out to pull down the back of the shorts, smilin...
Miranda always felt that she was a nature spirit. Perhaps she was a tribeswoman in a former life, living off of the land and living with the land in order to survive. The reason was irrelevant to her and Miranda never spent long dwelling upon it. The fact was that she adored nature and she loved being with nature. She would often take a trip to town an...
Chapter 3: Sarah's First Day as a Puppy Slave Sarah had managed to finally get to sleep after tossing and turning in her cage. She had been sealed in a restraining Dalmatian colored bitchsuit the previous night by Brian, the person supposedly assigned to be her mentor at state slave university. Brian had dreamed of what it would be like to have his own pu...
"But if you think I'll take a bullet for you, you're dreaming." The Mountain Goats, Stars Fell on Alabama That fall, you liked me more than corndogs and fairs and your burnt-orange Pontiac. Wrapping your arms around me, pinning me between you and your new paint job even as I warned you about the silver bits on my pockets and you didn't care about anythi...
Single Engine Aerial Tanker. All of the participants in this story were aged 48 or over when the events depicted in this story took place. 1397 words, a 'Mile High Story' reject. *** Jamie broke through the radio traffic and called out my target and the Initial Point using my tail number, "Two." She was the "Air Boss," sitting behind Lillian in the rear s...
Mia wanted to get an update from Albert about Stephi. When reception saw those big tits coming they hit the intercom to warn Albert. "#1 Whore incoming, like a scale 10 blow." As soon as Mia entered the office she heard Emma and Sean scream. When she looked at them she could see Emma's face was just plastered with cum. She could not see any more but her gr...
This story continues on from "Scott is blackmailed into porn", but works as a stand-alone story. Suzie had been looking forward to this all week; peace and quiet with time to play at being a dominatrix. She always took hours to prepare herself, this was half the fun. This evening, she had chosen to wear one of her favourites; a high-necked black PVC mini...
The Moulding of a Transvestite Preface. We have a mature bisexual cross-dresser with a very submissive side, by day he is David, post office worker. By night and weekends, he turns into 'Jak' a classy T-Gurl, she has arranged to meet a mature bisexual assertive male. This is a full account by Jak, a mature bisexual male transvestite of the first meeting w...
Continuing my journey of discovery, my best friend tutors me in something I'd only heard of. On Sunday morning we just lay together in her bed; my head on her shoulder felt so right, so natural. Later we lazed around in our PJs, watching TV. Breakfast, if I remember was just marmalade on toast, but it was totally delicious. I think about two o'clock in the...