I hate to admit it, but I spent most of the night thinking about the puppy sleeping in the cage next to my bed. I have a few things I need to do for her today. But first, I think a bath might be in order. I refill her kibble and water dishes before unlocking the cage and opening the door so she can get a drink and eat if she wakes before I return, then go t...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Catching up on the story: Sarah was my favorite cashier at the gourmet market. The day she turned 18, however, things changed between us. That day, I left my wallet on the register. When she brought it to my house after work, things he...
Amy clenched her pussy lips around the head of her hairbrush. God she was so wet. It was all that Bull's fault, Henry. She couldn't stop thinking about his tan skin rippling with muscles like a stallion just under the surface. Her toes curled as she remembered his musk, strong and smokey. He wore a suit today and wore it well, but she couldn't stop herself f...
I can remember fantasizing about men very early in my life but my imagination only wrapped its warm lips around these thoughts briefly, never requiring my hand to help soothe my cravings away into a washcloth or all over my trembling lap into warm, spurting, and necessary blasts of pleasure...women were the rulers of my lust until I became great friends with...
"Ow! That hurts!" He had her wrist pulled up behind her and was looping a coil of rope around it. Her struggles stopped as the pain in her shoulders caused her to gasp. He had her other wrist caught and pulled up to the first and it took only moments for him to have them painfully bound together, up between her shoulder blades, the rest of the coil of rope w...
'Knock knock' Georgina announced, standing at Arla's cabin door. 'Impressive display there, I had to go change my panties!' Arla looked at Georgina with a confused face. 'Your panties? Why?' Georgina smirked. 'Never mind...hey so about your boobs inflating, that was fucking amazing and I want to learn how to do it.' Arla laughed. 'You don't learn how to...
Molly was bored. Sundays were the worst. They had gone to church. Michael played the guitar at contemporary service. He was the last person who should be up there singing about Jesus. He was a degenerate. She loved that he was. She felt a little badly she had gotten him sucked into playing in the band but watching him suffer through the same set of simple so...
I turn my back. "Unzip my dress," I say. Slowly he complies, his cold fingers - rougher than the familiar touch of my husband - trailing against my flesh, making me shudder. Softly he kisses the sensitive skin at the back of my neck, but I pull away. With my back still towards him, I allow the dress to fall down around my waist. Biting my lip, I reach bac...
"Marco?" "Polo..." "Marco?" "Polo..." "Marco," as I walked towards where I could hear the water splashing. "Polo..." I put my hands wide and walked forward, catching Wendy with my outstretched left hand. She smiled, "This is silly, we need more players to play this game properly." Wendy was right, only having one person trying to get away from whom w...
Wow! What a ride; and, I'm not talking about the bicycle either. It all started when I mentioned swinging to my hubby about a month ago; and, I'm not talking about swinging at the park. I had expected him to be a bit more excited about the prospect of a foursome than he appeared to be. We both have had explicit pasts and have brought a lot of X-rated exper...