I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oooooo, right there, baby doll. Right there. Just stay like that, don't move, sweetie." Feel you start to just rock sl...
I'd done lots of internet chatting before and heard about adult theaters and what went on in the private booths. And after years of cross-dressing, sliding on silky panties and bras and fantasizing about taking a cock, I decided it was time to go for it. Of course my true fantasy was to be dolled up and treated like a girl for hours, pampered and fucked. But...
There are 2 other stories before this one about Becky, and my obsession with female panties. I had fucked 18-year-old Becky one Saturday Morning. I had exhausted her and made her have orgasms she never thought possible. I knew she would be back for more. I am a dirty old man who should know better, but I still need to feel my rod in wet warm holes. I was...
My eyes popped open as I heard the sound of a key working its way into the lock of my front door. I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes before glancing over at the clock on the wall. "2:52," I muttered, slightly frustrated. I had expected Ashley to come home hours ago, and had apparently dozed off while waiting up for her to return. Picking up the r...
When I was eighteen I met my best friend Sam; Sam would have all the kids he hung out with in school over to his house to play when the day was over. This is when I met the women of all my teenage fantasies, his mother Kate. One day he had me over and his mom was there. She was a very soft-spoken calm lady with fair skin, a large ass and thighs and big round...
Authors note:- This is the next chapter in the Poor Becca series. I strongly suggest you read all previous chapters before reading this, or you will not understand the plot or characters. ***** Jemma and I had decided to go our separate ways. I was fed up of her constantly working and never getting to see her. We cared for each other, but it just wasn't...
It was a winter Sunday. As usual my wife Pamela went out for a shopping after lunch. In first three years of our marriage, we used to have very absorbing afternoon coition every Sunday. But with the time, it became a routine. So we lost interest. Now a days I never felt fucking Pam on Sunday afternoon. Neither Pam was interested to get fucked as a matter of...
Bailey couldn't believe what she was doing. She was at a halloween house party when she saw her friend, Mikayla, walk into a room with Hayden. Hayden was a stud, he had a huge cock and a muscular body. She followed them to see what they were doing. Bailey had hooked up with Hayden in the past so she knew how big his dick was. Bailey had a serious boyfriend n...
This is a follow-up story to "Under the Desk." I rush into the office, hoping no one sees me slip in late. As I get settled and turn my computer on, I casually look around for you. I peek over the cubicle walls, glance toward the printer, and finally spot you at the filing cabinet. You look delicious as usual, and I enjoy watching your hands as you examine...
This is only my second story that I've wrote and posted on here. Enjoy & more chapters to come! ;) -------------------------------------------------- We meet at the park. There are no other cars and we seem to be the only people there. I greet you; "Good morning, Sir. How are you today?" You smirk at me, "Good morning, little one. I am good, thank you fo...