Can you imagine, a day so long, your mind and body exhausted from the work you toil with. As you step through my door carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, all you desire is for all of it to go away, if just for a moment. The stress of your life bearing down upon you like a carnivore upon its prey ready to consume you. You long for rest, for r...
Jamaica, March 2007 They drink Cristal by the pool at noon. They flirt with the waiters. Scottish, maybe, most likely Irish. A lot of Paddies have made the trip, equally as aged and affluent. Louche as a swinger meet. She's thick, base-tanned, a pixie-cut brunette. In spite of her ostentatious shades, I know she's watching me as I shower off after swimmin...
(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) Hi, it's Tim again, I'm still living...
I live next door to this really nice black couple; they have a teenage age son that is very, very cute. He is 18 years old and has a slender build, but I find myself fantasizing about him every time I saw him. I can't stop the thoughts from invading my head whenever I see him outside. My husband travels a lot so I have plenty of time alone at night thinkin...
Connie shudders less violently this time, whimpering happily as the final sparks of her intense climax smolder deep within her. Lost in the darkness of the blindfold, she is vaguely aware of Aaron crawling up her body, then tastes herself as he kisses her deeply. Instinctively, she tries to wrap her arms around him, but is thwarted once again by the chains c...
After the sleazy evening movie, Brenda invited Vicky to her friend Hanna's apartment, where she would be waiting for them. In the cab, Vicky put his arm around her shoulders and was feeling her smooth shoulder skin, lowered his head, kissed her plump shoulder and nuzzled near her armpit folds. Brenda was wearing a halter neck dress, showing her thick armpi...
He presses her up against her car, fingers laced together in the small of her back, his pelvis pushes lightly up to hers, barely keeping it just friendly. The only part of his body moved away from hers is his head because he can't stop looking at her. His words about his work, the ostensible conversation, dry up and his eyes glaze over like he's dreaming....
Lisa lay on her back on the hotel bed, bound and blindfolded. She can't tell how long it's been since he tied her up and left the room. Finally, she hears the *click* of the lock, and the door opening, then closing. "Mike?" she calls out, uncertain and anxious. "I'm here Lisa." She hears the sound of him undressing, still uncertain what he has in store f...
Author's Note: I am not eligible to win this contest--just entered it for fun. I do hope you enjoy this entry and I welcome feedback. -SK -------- I love men. I love the way they move—their straight, tall spines and the way their eyes check out the perimeters of any new room they enter. I love the way they will protect anything smaller and more vulnerable...
This is part three in the series about Kazuhiro and his cowgirl Anna. At this point in the story Anna has been living as a sex slave in Kazuhiros apartment in Tokyo for about ten weeks. The following is a typical morning in her life. Fist a quick recap of the two main characters. Anna is not a cow, nor is she really a human. She was fully human until she go...