It's a Wednesday night, and I'm just getting home after a very long day at work. I toss my keys on the table as I walk through the door, and head straight for the kitchen. I'm standing in the kitchen trying to decide what to fix for dinner when I notice the lights from your truck shine across the wall as you pull into the driveway. I'm glad you're home. For...
Boys, boys, boys. First off, let me tell you that I have a butt plug shoved so deep in my little tranny pussy right now. That might help to explain how depraved I might sound. I really need some cock in my ass right now! I am sitting here stroking my tiny little tranny clit right now thinking of how to best share my desires. I want to be a perfect little slu...
I walk into the restaurant - my eyes searching for You. I have followed the instructions that You left on my pillow this morning - to the letter. As requested, I am wearing a red shantung silk form fitting dress, with a heart-shaped yoke ending just above my cleavage, and back cut down to my “other cleavage.” The dress has a high band collar with the lette...
[Note: Whether the narrator is female or male is up to the reader, the story works either way.] * Today I bought a barbarian. With his wild hair and bulging muscles, he looks ferocious and proud. But it appears that he's already been well broken, since he doesn't offer the least bit of resistance, whatever I bid. I sent him to the forest to gather wood, t...
Had we ever known the thrill of kitchen attire was the leading cause of intensity between us, it may well have been worn in a different light. With a different air about me as well. Maybe it would rather be worn with a different attitude. Just spent all of 12 minutes in the kitchen prepping and getting dinner into the skillet. By the time the Port hit the p...
I'm having a hard time seeing into my crystal ball today. It seems to be all fogged up for some reason and I can barely see myself. No, wait, it's clearing up now. No wonder I couldn't see, there is someone in the shower. It's you and your hair is full of suds and your body is slick. Hmmmm I love slick. On the other side of the shower curtain I'm getting un...
Mr. Brown took a step back and stood in awe at the sight of Chelsea's monstrous 34JJ's. They were bigger then what Mr. Brown had imagine. The black areolas on her huge breasts nearly covered the entire front part of her breasts. Her tootsie roll-like nipples were the same color as a black crayon. She had little stretch marks on the top of her chest where her...
Her POV I guess you could say I'm a cliche. Yet, as my mother always told me, they are cliches for a reason. I am the frumpily dressed, bunned, bespectacled quiet woman who always seems to find her hero in 280 pages simply by unpinning her hair, putting on some makeup, and trying to be sexy (which never works as intended, but she gets the man anyway cause...
Fabianna was ready for a night of making this guy do whatever she wanted. It was what she did. For the past few years she realized how easy it was manipulate guys. Sex was just too easy. You bat your eyes a bit, shake you tail feathers to their beat...and if they're good in bed, you can keep them for a while. If not, well, get what you can, and move on to th...
I hadn’t played this game since I was a kid. All I could remember of it was that I hated it then and was reluctant to get sucked into it now. Of course, that was before I noticed who was setting the game up. We had just hired this cute but short gal to be in charge of the group-home’s activities. I hadn’t really had a chance to look at her much less notice h...