Sandy was standing in her bra and panties brushing out her silky, blonde hair with long even strokes. She had lost count on how many strokes she had applied so far, and smiled nervously at herself in the mirror. She was getting dolled up for a special treat this evening. Her friend, Graham, had called her earlier in the week and told her to reserve a spot i...
I sat and waited for you today, my cup of coffee going cold and I read the same paragraph in my book about five times before I really saw the words. The hands of the clock seemed to have stopped and I checked my watch, oh so often. The minutes inched past as I gave up trying to read and watched the crowds instead, waiting to catch a glimpse of you, wondering...
Hey there guys and gals! Well, here it is, at last! Sorry it's taken me so long to post the next chapter; I've just moved house and it's all been a bit mad and time-consumming; but hey, i'm back online now so... Please enjoy! I hope you're not disappointed after the huge wait! Thanks again for reading, Always love, Kate xx ethereal_dancer -----------...
In some ways...some ways...I am un-noticeable.... I mean, I make myself 'noticeable,' but it doesn't come naturally...not like two of my friends—Chanel and Majik.... Right there, you need to pause...contemplate—get a little 'Shakespearean' with me, huh?.... 'What's in a name...?' Stop there! Cuz you gotta conjure up what's goin' on when you call yourself 'C...
Wanted: A writer needing to have an Alaskan adventure Continued, revised, and rewritten from Chapter 01: As soon as he ejaculated his load of warm, oozy cum in my mouth, he said the words that I had been waiting to hear. "I love you," he said. As if I misheard him or as if I imagined him saying those words in my sleep, I stopped sucking his cock to liste...
The Erotic Tales of Scherazade No.1: The Tale of the Caliph of Ishfahan, the Slave Girl Kim-al-din Hasan and The Nemesis Bird. With homage and acknowledgement to the authors of the Tales of the Arabian Nights. "Then, if it pleaseth Allah, let me tell you O King of the tale of the Caliph of Ishfahan, the slave girl Kim-al-Din Hasan and the Nemesis Bird. S...
It's mid afternoon and I stand at my kitchen window watching the young man work in my garden. There are certain advantages to having a great deal of money. Indulging my hobbies is one of them. My husband is rarely home. Wife seems to be my job description. Viewed that way as much by me as my husband. Somewhere around year two, when I complained of missing hi...
A letter to my Master telling him how I felt after the other night Master is coming round tonight and I have the flat to myself. He wants me dressed and ready for him. Good! I am aching for his meaty manhood and looking forward to tasting his cum. He has given me instructions as to what I must wear and I know exactly what will turn him on most. I have the...
"I can't do it Sarge." "Goddamn it Bobby, put the fuckin' cuffs on. You know the drill, now put 'em on." I ordered. "But Sarge..." he said, trying not to offend me. "Give me the goddamn handcuffs Bobby, I'll do it myself," taking Bobby's cuffs from his trembling hands. Bobby's a good kid, I've known him most of his life. He's going to make a fine cop som...
“Thank you, Dywyr. I know that you think it’s foolish of me to want to come here.” Iona cringed as they passed a stall hung with the butchered meat of humans and other sentient races. Once she could breathe past the smell again, “I’m glad you’re here to keep me from ending up like that.” “You’re welcome.” As always, his voice was uninflected. Iona couldn’t...