I climb into the cab of your truck in front of the rodeo arena gate. You've already gone home to get cleaned up before the Rodeo Association awards BBQ tonight, and then came back to pick me up. I didn't get as dirty as you, since I was only in the announcer's booth, but I didn't win two blue ribbons in the roping competitions, either. But you couldn't tell...
This is part of a short story, if you haven't read the previous chapters, I would encourage you to start with chapter 1 and read them all in order. * I awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. It was one of those mornings where you wake up trying to remember what you had done the night before. But then I noticed, I couldn't move my legs or arms......
Dan sat a little nervously in the car awaiting the group of guys he had arranged to meet. He had been arranging this day, this meeting, this gangbang for quite some time. Debbie was waiting patiently at home for him. He imagined her in the bath getting herself ready for the fun that perhaps lay ahead. Ever since Dan had mentioned to Debbie that he wanted for...
It was a crisp, fall night, the kind we both loved and, just maybe; it set the stage for a remarkable memory... passion filled. As we enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, fire crackling in the foreground, we talked of the mundane and filled the gaps with flirting and laughter. Midway through dinner I caught a glimpse of what can only be described as... well, at the...
**Author's note: this is a BDSM story concerning a husband and wife who both get sexual pleasure from her domination of him. If that doesn't interest you, don't read this.** It was summer. The slow death of summer, with the shadows lengthening by the day. Outside, a lawnmower droned somewhere in the warren of suburban streets. The day's heat had dissi...
"Come with me," said the pretty red-headed mistress. I had just gone through the first phase of filming outside with class 5b and now I was being walked naked to a film set for some interior shots. Our red-headed mistress hardly said a word. She just walked beside me in her knee-high cherry leather boots, her tight jeans stretched over her ample ass, defini...
Kristin wiped her face clean. She may have been red-eyed and puffy-faced, but she no longer felt like she was burning up with shame and the gnawing was gone from the pit of her stomach. She was strong. She would be proud even through indignity. The girl assistant returned again, collecting her rag, and Kristin resumed her boxed arm position. "Relax, sluts....
Throughout the day, Goddess had me give her access to everything. All my social media accounts, she set up her own thumbprint for my phone, gave her access to all my banking information, credit card information, handed over my credit cards to her, and gave her access to all of my shopping sites which have my information already saved. I put my full trust int...
Thanks to Thor for Editing. ***** Slave managed to get her nipple out of my mouth in the morning and was sucking for her breakfast. Waking to a blowjob has got to be one of the best ways to wake up if my opinion counts. After I dumped my cum down her greedy throat, she made me breakfast. Then she went off the do her morning woman stuff. I gave the house...
AKA Racquel Darrian's Ultimate Fantasy Part II: Compton Niggas' Pornstar Racquel Darrian, dressed in tiny white mini-skirt with white latex knee-high boots checks herself in the mirror before putting on her tight fitting top designed to show of her nice tits. Her tan thighs looks gorgeous. As she turns, she can see in the mirror the skirt barely covers the...