Chapter 1: Her Plans She laid in Her bed the idea building within for a game that she was going to play with her boot boy tomorrow. A little something to spice up their day. Something HOT, so hot infact that She was taking that matter into Her own hand. Her breathing caught and he knew what was happening but it was not for him to bring any attention to it....
I nodded, and as I remembered that for obvious reasons my response passed by unnoticed, I coughed and tried replying again. ‘Yes, I do. I can wait.’ ‘Are you sure? If this is really your first time, maybe you just want to get a taste of it with someone else, and then…?’ ‘No,’ I was quite adamant now. ‘I can wait. I want to see Evie. I heard she was the bes...
4-3 My study of Slave Yoga is proceeding splendidly. With the incentive of the slave treats and the mock threat of the slave whip constantly cracking over my head my movements in class are now more graceful and fluid than many of the slave girls. I know that my moves are better, even if the slave girls get more attention from the men in the window because t...
As I hung up the phone, I shook my head and wondered what I was thinking. It was just a few days after my "outing" (quite literally!) at the costume store, and here I was agreeing to go again. Sure, I'd enjoyed the hell out of it. Both the dressing, and the, uh... extracurricular activities with Brad afterwards, but I couldn't keep pretending to be a girl....
Madeline walked back into her apartment after a day at the spa. She could have just conjured up a spa in her bedroom, sure, but it just wasn't the same, and she felt more normal going to the regular spa down the street from her, and enjoyed it just the same. She took a break from using her magic so much today, only using it to conjure some money to pay for...
The moon was full tonight, its light illuminating the world beneath, though the village on the coast still had torches out. The flames flickered in the night around the edges, hoping to hold the evil spirits of the land away from their homes. So far from any cities or towns, the machinations of civilization had yet drive away the legends of old. Just beyond...
I wake slowly with the smell of fresh coffee in the air and the feel of her lips on my breast. she is suckling softly, first one then the other. Turning onto my back allows her more access to my body. Still in a sleepy haze, my eyes closed, I feel her lips kiss their way down to my sex. she begins to lick and suck at my clit, sliding two fingers into the dep...
It was shortly after midnight. The sound of a light rustling woke Chris from his sleep. He laid there and listened for a few seconds. "Must have been my imagination," he mumbled as he rolled over to go back to sleep. The rustling started again. Chris's heart raced. "What the fuck!" The muttered under his breath as he quietly got out of bed. Chris made his...
Chapter 7 In Praise of Older Women A few days after my sexual exploits into adult movies; I found myself in Professor Sandra Minx office. She was my new graduate advisor. Her field of specialty was ancient civilizations. I noticed that Sandra looked good for a woman in her late forties. She wore cowboy boots; with tight pink jeans that fit her muscular leg...
(Chapter 01: The Introduction of Mister Rye.) "Here we are sir." My driver nodded to me as he got out opening my door. "Will you be long?" "It's hard to say Miles. I could be out again in five minutes, but if I'm not back after an hour, you may take the evening off. Just make yourself comfortable and enjoy a tape or something." "Very good sir." He replied...