While able to be read as a standalone story the forerunner to this story is 'Summer Chapter 22. The Vicars Story Part 1'. This is an unapogetically long story. Not for the fainthearted. I hope that you enjoy the story and plase send your comments, they make the writing worthwhile. Just for the record all characters in this story were over the age of consent...
You come home from work, opening the door to see me lying on the bed, my white stockinged legs crossed and in the air as I study the book in front of me. I'm on my stomach, deep in thought, my short plaid skirt almost exposing my ass, a mostly unbuttoned white shirt giving you a clear view of my breasts. Your brow raises slightly as you stand in the doorway,...
I was still feeling restless from the dream of making love to you outside, so I took a blanket and went into the woods behind the pasture. I kept my clothes on at first because I wanted to think about you undressing me, and lay down on the blanket in the sun. The air was cool, but in May the sun is already trending towards summer, so it quickly warmed the bl...
The first of a series of letters and stories written by Sasha and for Haze during the time before our first meeting. ***** Not a moment goes by when my mind does not wander across the gap of two-thousand miles, grasping at the imagined sensations of our first encounter. I think about each and every piece of you. I think of all those unexplored realms that...
We are together in a bedroom. You have me tied up, completely helpless. You climb on top of me and stick your cock in my face and say "suck it slut." I take you into my mouth and do my best, slurping and sucking on your cock. You begin to fuck my face and soon you cum in my mouth. You pull away and as I swallow you pet my head and call me a good girl. Yo...
It is a beautiful Sunday morning, the breakfast dishes are done and girl is looking forward to spending the day with her Master; he works a lot so the days they get to spend together are very precious to her. They walk into the living room, he sits in his favorite comfy chair and starts reading the Sunday Paper, she kneels beside him on the floor; she is nak...
As long as I've know myself, my life has always revolved around sex. I've always had questions, people asking me how I became the sexually depraved person that I am today and since my tale is an interesting one, I thought I might tell you of some of the encounters I had before I left my mother's breast. My story begins in squalor, with a woman who found hers...
You hold me down on your sofa, telling me to be a good girl. I love it when you tell me that. That I am a good girl. I feel small, and taken care of, and yours... from two words. I try to. I would like to be very good for you. You hold me tight and whisper in my ear while you touch me so slowly, and so fucking lightly. Letting your fingers graze my pussy b...
We are camping in the mountains. It's been a beautiful day of hiking, swimming and a quiet picnic. We returned to camp and decided to take a nap before dinner. I don't know how long we've been asleep... hours? I am awakened by a not-to-distant roll of thunder. I love storms. They pull at something primal in me. I am excited, but I know that being in a tent...
Trembling, she crawls from Master, body aching from the use of Master’s friends, from the hours of fucking, from the ache within her belly for release, knowing that even had she been allowed, the only true release comes from Master. Feeling the cool water she is allowed to rush over her.. feeling the bite against tender skin… her body still aching to release...