His breath was hot against my neck as he whispered something in another language. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but the feeling of his lips so close to my throat sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. His right hand traced the curve of my hip as we gyrated and grinded to the heavy beat of the music -- beads of sweat rolling down the back of my neck...
A Day with Marty Somehow Marty had talked my mother into letting me spend the day with him and his 'son' and skip school. (I wasn't sure what I'd do if mom ever wanted to meet them but that a problem for later.) After asking me a few questions he now knew that I really didn't have a place I could openly dress femininely, only two actually presentable outfit...
This is the second part of a story following Kent Wiltshire and his journey from an independent man to a submissive slave girl. Please let me know what you think, and if there is any themes you would like to see incorporated in the future. ***** Ten minutes later, I find myself with a shaven head as my mistress is placing a wig on my head. Tiny needles go...
"What do you think babe?" Josh asked me and I felt my pulse jump. Was he really asking me this? If I wanted to have sex with two gorgeous police officers? Josh was by far the most attractive man I had ever seen, but Ryan wasn't bad himself. He was a bit shorter than Josh but still muscular, with the same close cropped hair. "I... I mean, if that's what you...
My boyfriend comes up with some of the most exciting ideas for me showing off in public. The only way these ideas could be improved is if my boyfriend were with me to watch. Unfortunately he lives quite a distance from me and we can't be together all the time, so we have to take pictures and talk on cell phones during my exhibitions. Wednesday evening when...
"Can you guess where I'm from?" Janice Goetsch asked, a wry grin on her face, as she sat opposite Mamadou Saraki inside the Carleton University library. They were on the third floor, the so-called quiet floor, and instead of working on their Death Penalty: Opposite Viewpoints assignment, they were bantering while a fresh sheen of snow blanketed campus, and t...
This is a work of fiction! So please save your comments about him going to the police or getting revenge. ***** "I don't ever want to hear you being surly toward a waitress again...I don't know what gets into you some days! After five years of training I would have thought you would have known better! Now drop your pants and panties and get over my knee!"...
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I couldn't believe the news. My best friend was going to be my new stepsister. My father was a widower, my mother having died when I was just four. We had moved cities when I was five, as Dad couldn't stand living in the same house he had shared with Mom. We weren't the only ones. A single mom moved into the house next door a month later, bringing her fiv...
This story is again based on true events to the best I can remember them. I have been lucky to find girls throughout my life that have been as sexually adventurous as I am, probably because I have sought them out. It was a beautiful summers night in Dublin. The lengthening day meant it was still brightish at 10pm. I had collected Michelle from work earlier...