Sierra was on the ground on all fours, elbows on the ground and legs bent at the hip slightly with her thighs widely spread. Cheyenne had snuggled in between those legs and rested her body on top of Sierra's. Cheyenne was kissing Sierra on her shoulder blades. One hand slid smoothly down Sierra's side, brushing against her tip, teasing the areola, but leavin...
Synopsis: In a phantasmagorical tale of sexual slavery, a mysterious man and woman, a generic sheik, twin submissives, and even some celebrities, come together in a story exploring submissive and dominant needs. Just for fun, there are many references and allegories to pop culture. It is surreal at times but it is not fantasy or a spoof. The story begins wi...
Author's Note: The incidents described here in fact happened a long while after Shyam & Kajal's last tryst in her apartment (see Shyam, Savita Bhabhi & Kajal, Ch. 11). However, it would take a really long time to explain the circumstances that brought them all together again and I might in the process also unavoidably give away some clues about the identitie...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
"God, I am going to miss you," Holly Barton said through her tears as she watched her friend Roz Fielding start to pack her things, ready to leave the farmhouse to start her new career in Bradford. The two girls had been friends for a couple of years and suffered Holly's descent into drugs and her rehabilitation into a normal everyday life. Now Roz was leav...
Chapter five Playing at Kittens - part two. North London, September 1858. Since she had disclosed that she had been spying in my room again, and my vengeance has been pronounced, I had been pressing Miss Mabel to spend a clandestine afternoon with me, but I could not think of a suitable ruse to enable her to escape the house. The next day was Wednesday...
Sheer black panties curve about shapely hips. Around the thigh, round and down so sweetly over a lightly sheer-cupped pubic mound snuggled into a perfectly fitting symmetry. A shadow of pussy lips lies half hidden. The sexy shifting of thighs and the barely audible scritching of neatly trimmed pubic hair within their sheer enclosure sing a siren song of sedu...
Valentine followed the couple through the glade and around the clump of boulders that formed a natural barrier. She felt self-conscious again as they walked past the gathered forest folks, aware of the dirt and cum covering her body. As they reached the pool, Val had to resist the urge to dive in. The pool was perfectly clear, the water tinged the slightes...
In 'Pygiaphilia' I introduced my long-ago lover, Alan, and his earliest adventure, going on in 'Semper Figura Chapters 1, 2 and 3' to chronicle his next encounters, starting while still resident in Southern Rhodesia, as it then was, in 1942. He came, as planned to England, soon after the events so far covered and became the navigator of a Lancaster bomber. H...
Regina's Place - 8PM Truth be told, I was nothing if not a horn-dog. Less than three hours earlier I had boinked a mother and daughter I'd gone home and showered their love juices off me, had dinner with my mother, talked for twenty minutes about the mother- daughter romp with Stephie on the phone and dressed for a date with Reggie—casually since her parent...