Paula was sitting on the couch in her pajamas reading when we burst into the room. Sam stopped suddenly, causing me to bump into her from behind. "If you hear any unusual noises tonight, Paula, try to ignore them." Samantha said breathlessly. "We may quite possibly break the bed!" "Why?" was all Paula asked watching my hands as they encircled Sam's chest t...
What was I thinking? This is so stupid. I'm going to get myself killed out here sitting on a park bench dressed like such a slut thought Heather as she began to lose her confidence. She had fantasized so many times about meeting a stranger in the park and getting her brains fucked out. She cut a wife-beater so that it barely covered the bottom of her nice r...
A rather young looking woman lay motionless on her side as a man walked very softly around her almost languid form. He paused for a moment and then moved around her again in increment as if he were attached to the hand of a clock centered upon her. Beneath her was a large vintage Persian Baluch carpet, actually believed hand woven in Afghanistan from an unu...
"You know" he pondered absentmindedly, a hand curled in her hair, pinning her to the bed as his other hand worked methodically and mechanically in and out of her. "There are two reasons I keep you around. One is this..." She hissed through her teeth as he plunged his fingers deeper inside of her. "I'd have to say the other is this.." he quickly withdrew his...
This story was written by my slave and I. I hope you enjoy it. I also would like to thank sexychik69 for all her editing help. Thanks Hi!!! * She felt his large, capable hands slide across her shoulders as the hot water from the shower streamed over her body, causing steam to envelop the bathroom like a sauna. Capable hands. Capable of fulfilling every des...
The slave Aspasia complained peevishly as she was taken through the shadowy hallway by her stern companion, who gripped her upper arm firmly as he strode down the passage with her in tow. "The Master's son will be asking for me; he'll not want me punished." Certainly, some of the other slave women had confided to Aspasia that her slim, shapely figure, so...
We saw each other from across the room. We locked eyes simultaneously. Even from on the other side, I saw his gorgeous gray-blue eyes. He made his way through the crowd and leaned against the bar next to me. He was a lot taller than me, probably over six feet. I looked up at him. His wildly intense eyes were set in a very kind face that looked smooth and pal...
The fallen Angel Christine encountered did not fall but rather rose. He rose out of the deep depths of hell. In fact,he too was once a human. A human named Marcus. He couldn't tell anyone of his human life because frankly he didn't know enough to paint a picture for his avid listener. He only knew two things: his name and how he died. The deep scars covering...
I am the first wife, lover and concubine of a man who is married to four other women and the fictitious articles that will follow are both my fantasies and my experiences. We met at Princeton in a comparative religion class. He swept me off my feet with his bedroom eyes, his chiseled chin, and poetry that would send chills and tingles throughout my body. Hi...
Sept. 27th She did it. She finally agreed to do it. We're having a threesome. We found another girl willing to lick her pussy. Neither of us understands it really. Lesbians seem to gravitate to her. Even straight women want to fuck her. It's very strange really. Don't get me wrong, I think she's the most beautiful creature on the planet. But, as she l...