I placed the laundry basket to my side and I knelt down with my back to Maria. She wrapped her arms around me and grabbed my tits, working her way down to my hips and pulled them towards her. "Oh yeah, I'm going to enjoy this." Her hands continued to move to my dry waiting asshole. She grabbed her cock and pushed the wet, lubed, tip to my hole and stretched...
All Characters are well over 18. She's home. I can hear the garage door opener pulling the door up. She had spent the evening with her girlfriends having a girl's night out. Now she is home. I'm glad. I don't really want to wake up and meet her at the door as I'm laying in bed, floating in that luxurious space between not really being awake and not really b...
11:45 p.m. During stories taking place over one day, Cinnamon enjoyed phone sex with George; her boss Bill ate her pussy; she takes a late lunch break and visits her lover Mark at a motel, with Mark fucking her ass. Later, Mark fucked her co-worker, Sally, as Cinnamon watched and masturbated; then Sally ate Cinnamon. Late at night in she cybered on the comp...
Damn, I always forget to call you master. Now I am trouble and facing punishment, again. I am on my knees on the floor, palms up on my thighs, eyes down. Naked except for my heavy collar. You have the crop in your hands and are slowly circling me. It feels like the silence has been going on forever. Every time I feel you make a quick movement I flinch. Is i...
My name is Gabriel and I just moved out of my parents’ home after graduating college. I found a nice house to rent, and thanks to the job I got right out of college, and the fact that my parents are pretty well-off and offered to help me with the first month’s rent, I managed to rent it. Today is my first day in my new place. But first, I made a quick stop a...
"The Ten Suggestions" for Submissives from a Submissive in Service First, let me offer my apologies to the authors of the original Decalogue (as well as to those who translated it into its many different versions for the different faiths that have embraced it). The idea for this story was engendered by the words of a character in a novel that I recently rea...
Master had told me to keep still. He had told me to wait for Him, my long, dark brown hair in the pigtails He oh, so loved, and naked on all fours on the soft and cuddly light pink blanket He had set out for me earlier. But it was hard! Every crackle or pop of the fireplace scared me! Silly, really, since what should scare me more right now was the unknown....
As you read this, I expect you to be in position for the final part of one of our "conversations." Face down on your bed, bare bottom over the pillows, pajama bottoms down around you knees, legs spread as far as the bottoms will allow, waiting. Waiting to hear my footsteps, knowing what that sound means, dreading and anticipating at the same time. The sudden...
I was DOA - dead on arrival. Really. I have the medical records to prove it. My story was all over the news. I appeared on the nationally syndicated talk shows. Everyone loved the part about how the ambulance crew was leisurely wheeling me to the morgue after the car crash. I suddenly sneezed and sat up, scaring the life out of them. A publisher offered me...
In our country the Monday just past was a public holiday, making what is quaintly called a 'long weekend' of Saturday-Sunday-Monday thereby proving conclusively that all weekends are not the same length. So what does a writer of adult fiction do on a long weekend to differ it from the standard length weekend? Why, write adult non-fiction of course. So I sat...