This work was inspired by the delicious stories of LitEro author jane marwood. Apologies in advance for any words lifted to best describe the scene. In the words of one of her characters: "Your physical manipulation has been exemplary and diligent." Nicely done, Jane. ***** Edward stood before the seated girl. He stood naked, with legs widely parted; hands...
Grinning impishly, the girl pushes back a bit to recline in the Master’s furs, just out of his reach. “Something should definitely be done about that,” she teased, eyeing the bulge in his pants. She could see him simply smile as he sat back to watch. Stretching a bit to tease him as her flesh is exposed, she is free of everything except the golden hue of her...
The Harley purred with power as he gunned it down the highway, moving effortlessly through the traffic. It felt good to be out on the road again, the bright spring sun shining down, the breeze caressing his face. He pulled off at the exit quickly working his way through the neighborhood and parking the big bike in her driveway. He pulled off his helmet, set...
I lay exposed on his bed, flushed and bewildered. My mind raced at the thought of my own vulnerability- wrists tied to the bedposts, panties wet, waiting for him to return. I heard a few noises downstairs and then he came back into the room with a cup full of something. At first I thought it was ice water but then as he got closer, I saw that it was just ice...
I wiped my face with the towel and allowed the warm breeze to dry the rest of my body as I attached my bike to the rack on my car. I had been pleased with my performance in the triathlon, not bad for a forty-eight year old I thought. Sure I hadn't been in the first ten percent but I had been able to get within the first fifteen percent. After the event I had...
All alone, just the way I wanted it, I was better off. This was by choice, my choice. I had enough of the bullshit, enough of the games. So I quit my job, sold my apartment in the city, dumped my boyfriend and broke all my ties that was binding me. Now here I am. All alone. Isolated, cut off from the world in a way. I bought this place out in the country....
Gently, He guided her to a darkened portion of the room. The shadows were long and reached out from the walls as if they were reaching for her. She felt His hand at the small of her back... His fingertips barely touching her skin, yet the power of that light touch held her as firmly in His grip as chains would have. She could see the outlines of something ag...
The Fourth Picture I held a picture that brought a smile to my lips. It was of you looking over your shoulder standing against a small hall table, the sun ran across your body. You smiled that wonderful smile that always hinted of innocence and a deep sexuality. Just looking at that smile made my cock twinge with arousal. Looking at the photo again made me...
This was an email sent to me a while ago by a gentleman named Craig. It is a fantasy he and I share over the net. Maybe one day we'll be able to fulfill it. I thought it was sexy and hot so I'm sharing it with you. "This is going to be one humongous blow-out" I comment into the phone. My excitement increases with each mention of the camping trip. I hang up...
The scenario we discussed earlier continues to evolve and extend in my mind... I think of you already gagged, blindfolded, bound to the bedposts, the eggs churning at low power deep inside you, your bowels filled with the ten anal beads. I need not guess at the sheer pleasure you feel at the triple-penetration, the security of the cuffs wrapped snugly arou...