Osgood was quite liking the Nethersphere. Of course, being killed had been a huge inconvenience. She'd had a lot of things to do and she was sure there were several people who had been relying on her for work that would never be completed now. It really bothered her. She had also been expecting some packages, and there'd been a number of coupons she hadn't u...
She was a big girl, five foot seven or eight in her stocking feet, and on a good day she weighed in at 170 or 172 pounds. Her second or third serious boyfriend teased that she was built less for speed – more for comfort – and she had the 38-D chest to prove it. Early in that relationship she complained that she ought to shed 20 pounds, and the boyfriend told...
I welcome feedback so please, if you would like to comment, feel free. Be kind though! ***** As I rode Cindy's shaft, enjoying varying my position to both enhance her and my own feelings, my mind drifted, dreaming of what lay ahead for Georgia, and how I would handle transitioning at work. Immediately, of course, doubts crept in and I was jolted back to r...
The Christmas party was in full swing at the ad agency where I worked and everyone was feeling nice and loose. I was talking to Carol, who'd become a friend and a confidante, and we were both eyeing Mike, a good-looking guy who'd started to work as a copywriter at the agency six months ago. "He's cute, Mike is, ain't he?” I said, nodding in his direction....
Manolo Vergara just picked up his phone, he didn't know what he was going to say or how he was going to say it. He presses Greg's number. His phone starts to ring. Each ring increases the level of Manolo's stress. Finally the ringing stops. "You have reached Greg Sanchez if u r hearing this it means I am probably making out with Manolo leave a message at the...
You are beautifully patient, and I won't try to make excuses for the delay. I'll simply apologize for the wait. I hope that you like this next chapter in the story of Elena, Adonis and Petros. Kisses, L *** Her parents arrived just as they were finishing dinner. The trio had been toying with the remains of the apple tart that she'd bought earlier that d...
Preamble: Yep it's been too long since I last wrote, but I have had someone e-mail me and inspire me to write again. I hope this captures the spirit of my previous master/sub slut stories... I intend it to be just as dirty. My stories are written about me, a dirty minded Master, and very willing submissive sluts, who find ultimate satisfaction in giving up...
A long time ago, as a young Black woman in her twenties, the lady who would later be known as Mistress Shayira discovered the world of BDSM, and it changed her life at a fundamental level. Shayira, the daughter of Afro-Caribbean immigrants who moved to the United States of America, has always been the kind of sister who is considered bossy or domineering by...
I got to know Suz quite well after she left some comments on one of my fisting stories. We corresponded for a while and much of our correspondence was filthy. Suz was a BBW, 5' 4'', with gorgeous brown curly hair that cascaded magically and framed her sweet face beautifully. She fantasised about fisting and insertions, and while she was a fisting virgin, she...
"Damn you for making me fall in love with you Afaf," I whispered to myself as I sat alone at a quiet corner of the campus library. Last night, Afaf Hafiz boarded a flight for Europe from the Ottawa International Airport, the first leg of a long journey toward her homeland of Saudi Arabia. The love of my life has flown away from the City of Ottawa, Ontario, n...