"Please stop. Please." "Don't you want to cum? I thought you wanted it desperately." His voice purrs when he's completely turned on. It was purring now as his fingers moved lazily, almost without purpose. The tips brushed her clit, held it just enough to push it sideways and cause another burst of quivers. "Yes, Please. Not like this. Please stop. I want y...
I'd just returned home to my new apartment. It was September, but chilly, and had been pouring. I left my boots on and traipsed to the kitchen to start putting my groceries away. Ding! I looked at my phone. Normally, I would've just let the message go until later, but it was him. I picked it up and swiped it open to read, "I'm here." It was from the man I'...
My name is Nicole Swanson. I'm a five-foot-ten, short-haired and golden-eyed, dark-skinned and voluptuous young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. The City of Champions. At least, that's what the locals call it. I call it Shit Hole, USA. I'm a woman who turned her sheer contempt for human beings into an asset. You see, I am a Professi...
A cold six pack sat on my ass. It was dark and cramped and my head ached ever so slightly. Vainly I tried to twist my wrists to free them. Instead I moved someone's face against my twat. I sighed rather silently as I enjoyed yet another Saturday night in today's dating world. My name was Jane. Arlene was my best female friend. Both of us had been at Casey'...
Disclaimer: I tend to float all over the map, so bear with Me on that, and have patience, please. When I write sometimes, it's more free thought writing, not organized, and things tumble out. Regardless, it's all raw and from My soul, heart, mind, body, and spirit, as they all speak when I write. (Sometimes all at once, and it's distracting........hee hee)...
Notes: The title comes come from a comment I received about this piece. I am standing with my writs bound, my arms held upward. I dare a look at my master to see his expression. “You need to learn patience, little one,” he says softly. “So I’m not being punished, master?” “Not yet. But you will be later.” He begins to explore my body with hands and...
"Uh... oh. What do you have for me today?" I ask with a wicked smirk as I greet him at the door. He is a new dom partner for me, but a good one. We had been communicating online for some time before meeting in real time and we had immediately hit it off chemistry wise. Tall and lean with steel grey eyes and a gentle yet commanding presence. His face can tran...
I charged down the football pitch towards goal, dodging the defenders who I imagined between me and my target. I always liked to get some solitary practice in before a match to focus my attention. This Saturday's game was home against the Stafford Vixens, which meant Jillian Cairns would be playing – a tough tackler, but a little slow. I jinked over where I...
The name is Janice O'Brien. I'm a five-foot-ten, blonde-haired and green-eyed young woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a parole officer working for the city. These days, I am extremely stressed out. The men and women in the fast-growing criminal underground of Brockton have been acting dumber and crazier than usual. I swear, there must...
The window creaked ever so slightly and then silently slid up. Stupid. Leaving a window open like that but people are so stupid. All so simple and routine for a thief like Jack. He listened and waited for any undue noise of potential notice. That is how you survive as a thief. Absentmindedly he tugged at his ski mask that would confuse any viewers. Nothing...