On Monday morning, as I went to work, I was curious as to how AJ would react. We had a great date, I had indulged his strong foot fetish, but after I had taken his virginity, I was worried he might expect too much. Even though he was at least ten years older than my 22 years, I didn't want him to be clingy. I knew that I still loved having him at my feet and...
I can see your window from here. Not that there is much to see, the left window is always open, the right closed, the curtains forever drawn. I can even smell you from here, the house does not smell too pleasant, but I never could stand the smell of smoke! It isn't the houses smell that interests me, it's your smell, the smell of sexual tension radiates fr...
Darkness surrounds me. i see nothing, though my eyes are open. i know where i am but where is He? i turn my head to the left, the tendrils of my ponytail brushing across the back of my neck. Everything is heightened...alert. my ears listen closely, hearing only my heart beating slow and steady. my skin tingles as it tries to feel the sensations of wh...
Angela Miller was on her holidays. She was on a cruise ship bound for the planet Thor, named after the Norse god of thunder. Nobody really knew the reasons for it being named for the mythical god. Angela was a thirty year old woman who was born in Yorkshire, England, in the year 2300. She was a buxom woman with nice, big, firm breasts and a lovely, firm, rou...
After my adventure at Libby's house with my mom's friends I was never sure if my mother knew what happened, or was in some way involved. When I got home, she was nowhere to be found, unusual on a work night. The card she had me give Libby was certainly suggestive, "Hope you enjoy your birthday present, send him home in one piece. Hope to see you before the n...
We fuck all morning. She tries fingering me, which isn't terribly successful. She resorts to eating my pussy, which works out better-in fact, much better than last time. Gratified, my body still thrumming, I eat her out. I make her ride the edge, periodically telling her I know she's about to come and that she won't get there unless I allow it. I have her...
Sam's knees were still trembling from his experience with Jessica. He had never experienced something so primal before. As Sam exited the hallway and returned to the lobby, he spoke with the receptionist. "That was...amazing, I can't believe I didn't come here sooner." "I'm glad to hear it sir, all of our clients are more than happy with their experience,...
This story is the sequel to "Sharing is Caring" listed in BDSM written by Racywriter. Please feel free to read Racywriter's story as well. As David shut the door behind him, he gently reached for my hand. My initial reaction was to pull away but I immediately put it out of my mind and reached for his. It hand was warm and firm. As we walked toward the litt...
Hello My Dear Sweet Friend, Did you enjoy yesterday’s letter? Have I moved up a few places, maybe all the way to number eleven? Why is it you get angry with me when I tell you about the waitresses at the restaurant, what I am thinking about? I tell you I want to fuck them when I do not really want to. It is just a way for me to tell you it is really you I w...
The last time he'd been to the house was fifteen years ago. She was eight. Not anymore. 23 years old and ripe for the picking. He watched her poorly supported breasts bounced as she descended the staircase. He was talking to his mother and father about cabinet lengths but he made a point of turning to her and saying "Good morning". She looked at him and he...