Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. We are taking a short break right now whilst she concentrates on her studies. This is the continuing story, written by both of us, telling of how we first met ... PART 5 Slut (11) ... I had not walked more than a few feet down the hallway when Rika called out, "Hey, Ev, I have an idea. I'll drive...
This story tells of a husband condoning his wife to have sex with another man, it's often referred to as cuckolding. Once again it's from a wives point of view. The theme is popular but in the end there is a moral to the story. I welcome your comments. Enjoy! ********** As we were on our way to a four day romantic getaway at one of our areas five star hote...
I'm more composed by the time Jess loosens the pantyhose leash which had become tight around my neck. Signifying things are drawing to a close, she stands and steps out of the dildo and its straps, removes her vibrator, then undoes the clasps firstly on my wrists, followed by my ankles. I'm mindful to allow the blood to return fully before I attempt to shake...
It began last October with a routine cleaning. I'd been going to Dr. Williams since I was a kid, but he'd become more withdrawn over the years, leaving most of the work to his younger, more patient assistants. Not that I've minded. You see, I've always found a trip to the dentist to be one of life's more sublime rituals: a quiet, Muzak-filled pause, a chance...
It's like this day is determined not to end. My knees ache on the floor and my shoulders are stiff from pushing my tits into the floor, waiting for your return. Even my almost eternally wet pussy is starting to dry out - I can hardly remember the last time that happened. I have no idea how late you are - I don't wear a watch anymore because time is immate...
Sweet agonizing pain of heat surrounds him. Gritting his teeth his fingers clutch the wood from the aching waves rolling through him. His legs widen shifting the weight pulling him down on his knees. His back arches then curls. Tormenting rhythmic wet heat caresses his neck; his long hair clings everywhere. Uncontrollable groans escape him. Slowly his knuc...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material may not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. * Katrina quietly watched Marisa insert the throat band into its receptacle in the bench, lock it in, straighten up and stretch. She felt a little flutter of desire when she saw Marisa arching he...
She stands on dock, looking out through the fog, peering with intensity, knowing that today is the day she has been waiting for, fearing and hoping in equal measure. She's dressed as he required: A midnight blue dress wrapped around her short frame, displaying and concealing at the same time. Her hair is flowing free, blowing gently in the early morning bree...
The pounding was definitely having an impact. I was thrusting away and slapping your rosy bottom as often as I could. Each slap sending a tingle up your spine and a little clench to your pussy. Your ankles and knees tied together, resting on my shoulder. A pillow under your butt and your wrists and elbows tied together forcing your head forward. You were re...
"Hay stranger. How's life been treating you?" Do you remember when you were a kid and you opened that one present that made all other presents seem worthless? Do you remember when you kissed the boy or girl that made you feel like everything inside just flipped? Remember the tear you shed when the fingers of your first-born wrapped around your finger? Well...