The classic image of the battle between good and evil, has always been a chess game. Black pieces battle white pieces on a board of ebony and ivory squares. Plotting and moving pieces till they get a final victory. Except it wasn't a final victory, as the pieces are set up again. For another game. Which makes the repeated games repeative and redundant, over...
KKAAPPOWWW!!!!!!!!! Went the flat of the teacher's steel ruler when it collided with the bare blemishless skin of Patty's round firm ass. "AAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!" screamed the girl as the firey blast of pain exploded in her brain. A bright red stripe about one and 1/2 inches wide appeared on the right cheek of her perfect butt which all the guys at Kenned...
Carroya looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She resigned herself to another day of hell. Correction: another birthday of hell. The one day she really wished people gave a damn about her, and no one remembered her birthday. And that wasn't the worst part. Today was her twenty-first birthday, and she was still a virgin. She aimed to change that...
With a smirk she forces a ball gag into my mouth and secures my wrists and ankles tightly in restraints that are anchored between the doorframe and door in such a way that I am entirely helpless and exposed. I am a 23-year-old lean, athletic, blond-haired male who is going to school in Boston. I have been interested in bondage and submission for some time, a...
This is a continuation of my previous story "My Love Of Lingerie". ***** I met a girl called Emma through a mutual friend. I was almost nineteen years old and she was a year younger than me. I worked two jobs for three years to save up to buy my first car. She was seeing his older brother but he used to mess her around a lot. I used to take her out for a d...
"Doc, I have an embarrassing problem of a personal nature," Shamika Lathers said, and the tall, plump young black woman smiled sheepishly at Dr. Ahmed Ali, wondering what the Somali American physician operating out of Duluth, Minnesota, was going to think of her. Taking a deep breath, Shamika decided to fess up. No point in lying to her doctor, for obvious r...
With Donna Summer's "Hot Stuff" playing over the sound system, Diane, in black silk dress, slithers down the runway, cat-like, as if ready to wind herself around a lover's legs. The man she has stalked out from a yoga class and captured--her prey for a long evening of lovemaking--is a man of natural instincts, a leader among men, a man who loves a challeng...
I knew I was in for it when an ex-girlfriend of mine set me up on a blind date with one of her new friends. We talked a little on the phone, and "Elizabeth" and I decided to meet in a local park at ten P.M. At ten, I was at the arranged area when along came my date. She was in a black overcoat and carried this tiny black bag, so I couldn't tell much about t...
Ann and I met on the internet. We played for awhile, discussed her fantasies, and finally her husband felt we should meet and act some of them out. The date was set and I arrived precisely on time. Ann met me at the door, her husband had departed earlier by agreement. She was stunning, black dress, low cut, showing just a hint of the lacy black bra underne...
The call of a loon wakes me and I look out of the French doors of our cabin to the mist covered lake. You move your head on my shoulder, almost awake then slumber pulls you back as you tighten your warm naked body against mine. I get out of bed to go to the bathroom and stop to stand here and look at he thick white mist that spreads over the lake and up in...