How to begin. She was bought as a slave by the young Prince, the Sheik's oldest son. She was young, only 19, and a virgin who had been kidnapped for the white slave trade. Deep green eyes, dark brown hair with some red and blond streaks, and creamy fair skin, she was a beauty to behold. Her owner had intended to use her for his most high profile customers, h...
Ted had been reading a lot of the erotic stories on the website he discovered by accident one day. By far the vast majority of them he just could not finish, gay sex and interracial did not do a thing for him. Then the idea of a cream pie, or watching his wife engaging in sex with some other man didn't turn him on, either. Ted also have a roving eye like n...
It had been about a month since I had settled into the guest house. The free room and board was a gift courtesy of Lexi, my former landlady and resident MILF. I was getting comfortable with the space, even if it wasn't helping me be more productive with my writing. Who can work when the perks of a billionaire's ocean-front mansion are at your disposal? The...
Spring had come early something else I noticed about Thomas. He was a gardener anything he touched grew into massive floral bouquets. Sitting out on the porch as we read about our next case. The greenery shaded us beautifully. Glancing at the names on the tops of the bio's it didn't ring a bell. Looking at the stats never gave much information. That would c...
Judy made her way to the Community Centre in a less carefree way than the previous day. Her two extremes of thought played havoc with her mood. On one hand she felt angry by Ben's uncaring attitude, while at the other extreme her mind was filled with memories of the incredibly exciting illicit sex and how she had shocked her very self by not only allowing th...
Time Stops in the Mediterranean Day 8 The alarm went off on my mobile 'phone and I was down at the secluded beach before it was even light waiting to see if young Amy and Kylie showed. It was pleasant walking about in the half light; the air warm and perfectly comfortable; the scorching sun of the day not yet risen and the sea calm with not a breath of win...
Chapter III: Stories Now that we had showered and had our pajamas on we were ready to tell some sexy stories about our selves. Before we started the stories I checked out the girls pajama outfits. Cinnamon wore a bright red see through silk harem outfit; with gold trim. It was slit at the crotch and down the outside of the baggy legs. The shear silk allowe...
© 2020, All rights reserved - mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ It was a brilliant Saturday morning, the blue skies of Northern Virginia clear and bright. Betsy walked outside, not believing how good she felt. Yes, her body was a bit sore, but in a good way, like she'd been through a vigorous workout. In some ways she had. Certainly there was a lot of cardio involved...
Chapter One Spaghetti Bolognaise Watching Leo His long black fringe falls into his eyes as he leans over the cooker. He pushes it behind his ear where it stays momentarily before falling forward again obscuring his cat-like green eyes, that I know are framed with the longest black eyelashes. He tastes the sauce, the tip of the wooden spoon disappearing bet...
Page One It's 6.am. How can those lavender blue panties continue to plague my life? Lavender blue panties shock-slapped me as I entered my kitchen, flipped on the ceiling embedded light system and reached for my coffee cup. I froze momentarily in stunned incredulity. Those freakish pussy covering hell holders have reappeared. I kid you not. (My apologi...