Opening my mouth, I cover her pussy with my lips, gently rubbing the area below her clit with my tongue. Her hand presses my head down against her harder, and that is one way I know what she needs. The other way is her breathing, which is coming in ragged gasps now. Her g-spot fascinates me. When we first started playing this way, it was a barely perceptibl...
Feeling the water strike my skin was soothing to me. The tickling, hot, tingly sensation on my breasts and face as the steaming water caressed me almost tortured me. The steam made it somewhat harder to breathe, but I enjoyed the feeling. The hot water felt so good, I felt like if I dozed off too long I would faint and fall. He had broken up with me. Of cou...
The movie was ok but I wasn't enthralled. I took a sip of my vodka coke and watched your face with a sideways glance. I took another sip, enjoying the tinkle of ice cubes and the bittersweet flavour that filled my mouth. You were looking mighty fine, tucked into the corner of the sofa, your feet up and the blue grey light of the flickering television playing...
The Street A good night, she mused as she followed the shuffling crowd out of the theatre into the late night air, out onto the busy pavement. People jostling past, she never gave much of a thought when she felt someone close behind her. "Don't turn round. Keep walking, I will guide you. But don't look behind you." The voice seemed so loud to her, command...
Foreword: Some of the tortures depicted in my story are pure fantasy and are not realistic. Please do not attempt any of them without discussing it in the BDSM newsgroups first, or asking someone like John Warren for advice. #### This was Jack's second visit to Edge Play. He was curious about BDSM and had been lurking in the newsgroups for some time, bu...
I'm still here at this fucking fetish ball. A rubber ball, in fact. You know the details, I've been through this once before. The last one had no name; I didn't care to get his name or give out my own. This one has a name. This tall, muscular, gorgeously tattooed body that is wearing a black sleeveless dress shirt and fake fangs is Joel. He seems cocky, self...
Chapter 1 – caught I was sitting in my room – curtains drawn – only the faint light of the computer lighting up my face. I had a look of extreme concentration about me as I looked at the images in front of me. Naked women were spread-eagled on medieval-looking contraptions – nothing was left to the imagination. As I clicked the mouse and images changed the...
"Wake up." In an abandoned building that had once been a warehouse, a girl with red skin watched another girl's eyes blink open. "Please, wake up. And don't wake up any of the others. I need to talk to you." "What--who are you?" "I can't remember. It hurts so much. But the Commander says that I was called Meg." "Meg?" The girl on the floor stared at her...
I would like to recall you to a lovely day in august. It was miserable outside but that was not going to ruin my spirits. As you arrive at my home I took a close look to see if you were wearing the panties I had ordered you to wear, you were! I could see the top of them just above your jeans. Instantly I became wet. I could hear your metal locking cock ring...
If it hadn't been for my grandfather who wanted to go fishing early morning the other week, I wouldn't have spotted her on the shore. Naked with bronzed skin and long legs and hair down to her waist. She had reminded me of the song "Piel Canela" where Bobby Capo crooned about his lover... "Ojos negros...piel canela que me llevan a desesperar..." "Black eye...