"Perfect" I say, as I enter the room. "Good girl". You're kneeling in front of me, just as I had instructed you to; eyes to the ground, hands on your thighs, collared. You're such a pretty sight. The little black dress you're wearing is tight, making your fake tits look so big and full. I walk forwards towards you, bending down, cupping your chin, tilting...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place after Season 3 of The 100, but deviates from canon after that. ***** Lexa never thought she would marry, and yet she had. Although not to one amazing woman, but three. Her warrior Octavia, her mechanic Raven, and her favourite...
For those new to the story, Crossfire began as a moderate non-consent/reluctance tale, but has shifted into other genres—such as with the current installment—along the way. A mild trigger: other than the usual sexual happenings surrounding a nice, girl-boy-girl free-for-all, there's just a smidgen of light anal thrown into the mixed. ** After the shoot at...
Author’s note – To appreciate this story fully it is necessary to read Chapter 1 first. In the weeks that followed I realized that I had been totally unprepared for the demands a woman like Judy could place on a man. Like many men I had fantasized about what it would be like to have a beautiful, sexy woman in my life whose only thoughts were of sexual pleas...
This is my first story; I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it and reliving the experience many, many times. If not otherwise specified all characters are at least eighteen years old. Sammy K Birthday Girl The Awakening It was a beautiful Friday evening in early summer, the sun still high on the horizon at six o'clock. They were loung...
Day Six ADRIANNA I felt like I was being eaten from the inside. Something had been gnawing within my nethers, and it had only gotten worse with time. As the days went, my thoughts became muddled, my vision became hazy, tinged violet at the edges. My nipples were hard and taut, aching with fullness. My belly had constant butterflies, nearly nauseating. My...
Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect the sub. I do live in Mobile about 10 months of the year (the remaining two I spe...
You sent for me. The message was very neutral and gave me feelings somewhere between curious and suspicious. The door of your apartment is cracked open, and I can hear music and several people's voices barely coming through the opening. I enter, wary of what I might find. The space is dark, slightly smoky, party filth here and there. I close the door quietl...
Hey baby. How are you today? Feeling naughty? "What?" I've been thinking of you all day. I've been thinking of the things I want to do to you. "John!!" Let me tell you babe. Let me make your panties wet with my words as I tell you what I want to do to you in slow sensual detail. Let me do the ALL talking as you do ALL the rubbing. "Hmmmmm, go on....
It was about three days after Christy's overnight when I took my last final for the summer. She had made it harder to sleep and study, she called me late every night for phone sex while sending me pictures of her fingering herself. "I want you cum all over me," she would whisper as she heard me stroking and moaning her name. "Squirt it all over my face, my...