A short, hopefully sweet submission. Please, don't email me giving your views about the morality of the situation I describe here. There are hundreds and thousands of faithful wives out there who are paragons of virtue while their husband's are away serving in skirmishes around the globe. I speak from experience on that subject. Just enjoy the tale. My Darl...
Chels couldn't keep away from Twitter thanks to the literal war that was going on about her and her fellow women online. She clicked on the photoshop window she had open on her second monitor. There was a picture of her -- marble white skin, short, dyed pink hair, skinny, heart-shaped face -- that she had added text to. She couldn't believe that in this day...
Pulled out of the memory by the pop and crackle of cheap speakers straining to handle the beat of the song's bass line that the stripper on stage gyrates her ass to, which has the unfortunate effect of reminding me of Kelsey. It still only a month since it ended between us, the lingering pain of it ripping at me inside, and I take another sip of the auburn l...
My mind swam in circles. I looked at her now, closely looked. Sasha had her eyes down, her hands crossed so meekly behind her. I did not bind her, not this time. She knew her position, on her heels, sitting on that small heart shaped ass. What games today? What to play with so willing a toy. The freedom to use her, bend her, make her my own thrilled and inti...
He stood there leaning against the counter. His one leg crossed over the other. The remote held in his right hand. His lips forming into a small smile as he watched her. There she was, completely naked, and bent over the wooden horse, which had been made specifically for her. Well more to fit her because specifically this contraption was made for him and w...
"I don't want to talk about this now," Liz stated emphatically as she stormed off to her bedroom. "Yes, NOW!" Michael said as he followed her. "There's nothing to talk about." "Yes there..." Before Michael could finish his statement, he grabbed Liz and kissed her passionately. He let his tongue glide over her lips before it slipped into her mouth and gen...
Sometimes I love Master, and sometimes I hate him. He can be so agonizingly cruel to me, and yet, I cannot leave... He left a precise set of instructions in my quarters, which are small, cell-like, dismal and dreary. "Slave, Today I will be testing your devotion to me. You profess it, but I am beginning to have my doubts. I have a list of chores for you...
While Shelia was recovering from her exhausting show and tell that she had just preformed, I took that time to slip my sweatpants down to my ankles. Looking at Shelia's still spread legs, the crotch of her panties pulled aside and her very wet pussy, I had no choice but to grab my cock and stroke it. "Man," I thought, "My wife would never believe this of m...
Josephine stood, eyes closed, in the shimmering water of the lake. Her naked body glistening in the dying sunlight. She enjoyed the feel of the cool water on her skin, how it ran down her body, making her ample pubic hair curl in odd patterns around her luscious, pouting pussy lips. A twig snapped in the nearby forest, and Josephine's eyes snapped open, her...
7 Brad "A pleasant domestic scene," I said, "You look good that way." She was sitting on the edge of the bed naked, one foot on the floor, one drawn up so she could reach her toenails, which she was painting while I watched. I had no systematic plan for ever increasing dominance over her. We both knew that had been totally established in Saint Louis. The...