Having quickly rolled on the second white thigh-high stocking, Mrs. Carson checked herself out in the mirror, fluffing her curly brown hair, and stretching down her too-short elf skirt to make sure she was somewhat modest-looking. She already felt sexy just putting on that kind of hosiery—the tight lace that bordered her upper thigh and the cool flesh, the l...
Tracy Hawkins approached the elevators with butterflies dying in her stomach. Her heels clashed across the marble floor, echoing through the vast hallway of the Banks Building. As she waited for the elevator, she studied herself in the gilt and mirrored surfaces plating the elevator bank. "Looking good, girl," she thought to herself as she moistened her lips...
Oh Man, I hate, to have to, write to you again, and I really don't, know how to, go about telling this. But your wife is going totally crazy, over my cock! What can I say, I haven't been this, cunt struck, since I was a teenager, in high school. I guess you could say your wife and I are totally obsessed with each other; we just can't get enough of one and...
Author's note: I thought I would try my hand at a Maledom story for a change. Thanks for all the feedback I've got from my previous stories, keep it coming, I love to hear what people think! Nicola had no idea how long she'd been kneeling there, but her knees were aching like crazy and she shifted uncomfortably on the unforgiving stone floor. Master Tom...
Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers and for personal use only. No copyright infringement is intended. * Mike O'Reilly made his way through the dimly-lit, smoke-filled atmosphere of the Pink Flamingo, over to the long bar, and ordered a Jack Daniels. He'd been coming to the seedy strip joint for more t...
"Opening Night" Per your written instructions, I've undressed and cleaned myself out thoroughly. I'm on the floor, ass in the air, kneeling on a towel with my knees spread widely apart. Laid out on the floor near my feet are two long rubber gloves and a brand new, but opened, tub of Crisco. At my head is a pair of headphones, an iPod, and a blindfold. A fe...
I was horny. Let's just be honest about that right now. I thought about cock a dozen times throughout the day. I would pass men in the street and imagine what their strong hands would feel like pressed against my body. I would watch them as they walked, or talked, or laughed, or casually lived their life doing a thousand different little things during the da...
Specially written for Sxy_Kitten... You probably knew you were going too fast, of course. As you sped along the motorway eager to keep your appointment in London, your eye had almost certainly drifted to the speed dial on the dashboard behind the steering wheel. But what did that matter? Everyone always goes a little over on the M25, when they can – it's a...
For the first time in 10 years I was making an attempt to get fit. Not that I was horribly out of shape, just not fit - at 34 yrs of age and married I had drifted way from Rugby and squash, preferring to slip into the more comfortable golf and walking circuit. I entered the small gym with apprehension, imagining a gaggle of super fit, muscle-bound personage...
This is a story based on the X-Men universe, most specifically on the films. Some of the background is based loosely on X-Men 2, but there are no spoilers. If you like this story, you’ll probably like ‘From a Boeing 747’ as well. Don’t forget to vote and send feedback. Thanks go to WildSweetOne, who as usual provided stirling editorial work and critique. Th...