I got into the office 15 minutes early this morning, her panties cleaned and put on under my clothes, as instructed to do. The satiny lace felt good against my cock as I moved around the room. Just when the finishing details for the Scottsdale account were complete, she entered. She looked so sexy walking into the office, her ass swaying so nice. It looked l...
It was late Saturday morning and we had just stepped out of the shower (we almost always showered together) when Pam, my long-time girlfriend, lover and housemate said, "Ed, you need a hair cut." I surveyed this petite, dark haired beauty, her creamy skin shimmering with water droplets and told her, "I just had one last Friday." "I don't mean on your head,...
A dim sun rose over East Ridge Section 99, a covert government agency responsible for training specialist operatives. Unlike traditional government organizations, recruitment here is handled in a rather unorthodox fashion. Those who come to the attention of Section 99's scouts are investigated, then taken, plucked from their homes and indoctrinated into a...
The story you’re about to read is true, it happened to me at the tender age of eighteen (18), and I don’t regret a single moment. Names have been changed for obvious reasons, nevertheless, this story explains in detail what I went through with my first sexual experience, and it also shows how I was moulded into adoring fetishes I never dreamed existed. As th...
It was two weeks later when Howard rang me to ask me to visit him. It was a nice warm Saturday night, about 8 o'clock when I reached his house. He invited me in and we sat and soon had a glass of wine each and we were chatting away. He had said he had another outfit for me to try on, it was to do with the theme for a video he would like to make. He went on...
The door opened even before I could knock, leading me to the conclusion that, the mistress of the house had been watching us all along. The 'maid' ushered us along the hallway and into a large room at the rear of the house. Irena, the lovely Contessa and the owner of the large 'Town House' that we were now in, greeted us with a big smile, kissing me on each...
It was nearly midnight. It had been wickedly hot all day and the air was thick and heavy. The doors to the balcony were open but only the faintest of breezes caressed the sheer white curtains as he stepped out into the darkness. "One last cigarette," he announced. She was sitting curled on a comfy armchair wearing just a short housecoat. Her legs were fold...
Melanie is wearing a black silk camisole and matching bikini, lacey apparel with the salacious character of a whore's costume in that it scarcely covers her nearly bald mons or cloaks her measure of healthy breasts. Through the gauzy weave, I see pale brown nipples, the pink skin of flat belly, and the prominent slash so dear to me, the cleft of buttocks....
I sat on the couch, the room lit by the flicker of some skin-emax show. There was a tumbler of scotch in my hand; one of far too many for the day, but then, this was our annual vacation with a group of friends at the beach and excessive consumption was practically required. This was the third night though, around 11pm, early by first night standards, but wel...
He comes to me to be used, to be degraded, to become nothing more than a double-ended piece of pipework. A sly winking poke-point on one end, a gaping wide receptacle on the other, there to catch the slurry of filth my body produces. To feed him. To force him. To make him. His only purpose is to be my human toilet. I do not need him. This isn't abo...