So I sat back and watched her grind her pussy down on the wooden phallus and looked at her eyes as she watched me watching her. It seemed that the exhibitionist in her took over, getting off on how much I was enjoying seeing her fuck herself. Suddenly she went rigid in another orgasm and a muffled scream escaped the gag, sweat plastering her hair against her...
The next two days following Dawn's unexpected gangbang were mostly uneventful as far as sex went. We managed to sneak in a couple of outdoor quickies -- one on the beach behind a set of pillars, the other in a changing room -- but overall, we just enjoyed the sun and the atmosphere. We still had one day left, and decided to spend part of the late afternoon i...
I came around the corner from the bathroom, following the flickering blue light and low sounds of the T.V. Peering over the back of the sofa I could see her stone faced stare at the show she was watching, remote in hand, getting ready to flip passed it. Damn she was as bad as Al Bundy when it came to channel surfing. "What the hell do you expect to find on...
"You really thought you could get away from me didn't you?" His hot breath tickled my ear lobe. Sweat dripped down my face. My eyes slowly started to tear up. I heard him draw in a deep breath through his nose. I swear he could smell my fear. His grip tightened around me. Ice crept through my veins. "N-no." I whispered. His arm wrapped around my throat, m...
**Disclaimer: I am aware that leaving someone in a position like this while unsupervised is dangerous. This is erotic fiction. It's a fantasy. It doesn't have to follow the rules of reality.** * He'd tied her in a painful position, and he knew it by her tortured gaze. He'd set her, pussy first, upon a thin triangle shaped bar that had been raised higher th...
Author's Comment: This story was written for my Puppy who calls me her Sir. I am keeping the title for the Owner in the story even though I've gotten comments expressing confusion about her gender. I am sure there are other women out there would enjoy being called Sir if some beautiful young thing whimpered it the way my Puppy does. * I was standing by the...
We were comfortably resting on my couch. It was her first time to my place and we agreed that she would come over provided no sex was involved. Up to this point, we had met for lunch, met for a dinner and went to a movie together. I had very much enjoyed her company to this point, and had discovered a few items about her that you just cannot know from intern...
Chapter 4 Giselle floated down the oak stairs, her chin tilted up at an angle as she noted her father and uncle's careful regard of her appearance. She knew the ivory and gold gown was fashionable - in the wide skirts and indecent neckline - heaven forbid an inch of her ankle show but her breasts were almost laid out on a golden platter for any man to suckl...
On Saturday we were driving home from the dinner theater. My wife Michelle was in the back with her mother, and I was in the front with her step dad. He has made several comments about Michelle's little feet and toes; the color of her nail polish and the size of her feet (6) over the years, so we have suspected him as a foot lover even though my wife's mothe...
I made some weak statement about changing my clothes but she would have none of that. During her earlier search of my room she came across my two purses and she told me that I should pick one to maintain the proper illusion. I chose my red fake Louis Vuitton purse and Judy exclaimed "That purse actually has style." I certainly agreed. How can you go wrong...