You walk over to me sat on the edge of the bed and place your arms around my neck and move in between my legs so you’re close, my hands automatically move from my legs to mine, feeling up your hips and conveniently sitting perfectly on your bum, pulling you just a little bit closer. I’m looking up at you looking down at me, our foreheads and noses touching l...
She slowly awakens. Memories of the night before fresh in her mind. Her love had pulled off a very special night. She wants to sleep to continue to dream..... There she is, presented perfectly for his viewing pleasure. Dressed in nothing but a small black lace bra and matching thong. Kneeling with her legs spread open, her hands together at the small of her...
Act III: Harmonic Convergence [Author's Note: the following story is the third (and possibly final) act of "Sensitive", which is based on real events from my life. You'll probably enjoy this part a lot more if you read acts 1 and 2 first, because to me, what makes this story special (and what made me decide to remember it by writing about it) is the way eac...
CHAPTER SIX: Unmasked I spent the rest of the day trying to talk myself out of it. I rearranged all of the reasons against it. Never mind the fact that my body screamed for his touch, or that I was undeniably in love with him. Never mind the fact that every orgasm I'd experienced in the past six months had been accompanied by his feverishly whispered name....
Birthed again – A sequel to Birth and Death ********************************** Copyright Oggbashan September 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places o...
She stood before him, looking up at him, her eyes smiling. He reached for her and pulled her closer, kissing her gently on the mouth while playfully - but still firmly - pinching her left nipple through her thin summer clothes. He deepened the kiss slightly as her body arched towards his, wanting to be closer to him, wanting to feel more. He pulled back, smi...
Glurthag was a warrior. Under the pale light of the stars, he thought about tomorrow's war party. He needed to hunt a beast and bring back its meat to earn his spot on the party. Otherwise he'd remain with the women and children and other peons. He was no peon. He had found his mark. A wild warg making a bed for itself, digging out a hole. He approached car...
I do hope that you enjoy this story, I am new at this but have had many thoughts rolling around in my head. Please feel free to comment on it, I would love the criticism good or bad! ___________________________ My name is Candy, I just turned 21 and I have a Master. I never knew anything about dominants and submissives until the year I turned 18. My story...
Slave Layla waited for me on her hands and knees, poised expectantly on the floor in her tight black skirt, black bra and suspenders with the sort of stockings that I really loved. She is a naturally sensual woman, with long hair and the sort of smile that provokes both the best and worst impulses in me. This was my second visit, the first one where I had t...
It was time for a vacation; damn I was tired and ready to get away from my everyday life. I needed an adventure and was invited to Atlanta by a friend for the weekend and decided to take him up on the offer. He said we could have a great time and that there was a new place in town he thought I would enjoy visiting. After telling me this he just laughed it of...