Michael carried his tray into the student union and looked around for a place to sit. Thursday night it wasn't particularly crowded but off in the right corner he noticed a table with five distinctively attractive females and immediately decided his dinner view would be much improved if he settled where he could watch them. He spotted an empty table against...
Sarah's Picture Book. Sarah Maitland sat propped in bed under her mosquito net, a lamp shedding light on the outsize portfolio on her knee. Outside, night enclosed the Gangetic plain. India slept in moist heat. It was midnight. The book was precious and she had an opportunity to bid for it through Sotheby's, although opposition was being posted by the Metr...
Seeing as how Shelley is the money maker in our household, it is my job to keep the house clean, so every morning I get up and make her breakfast while she gets ready for work and since my feminisation, my wife has made me dress up as a sexy French maid while I do the housework. Shelley bought me the maid's outfit from Frederick's lingerie and it comprises...
This is another one of my earlier exhibitionist adventures with James. For all those who haven't read my previous posts, I'm 22 (at the time of this adventure, I was 20), 150-155cm tall and weigh 50-52kgs. I'm have incredibly perky B cup breasts with very prominent nipples. I have a slim waist but wide hips and a 'black' girl's booty. My tits always draw att...
June 10, 2008 That was the last time she would laugh like that. When her Master looked her straight in the eye and told her to be quiet, she laughed. Not because she thought it was funny, but because it was one of those moments where she knew laughter wasn't appropriate. He had turned so quickly. One minute they were joking around, then like a snap of the...
You curse the day that you had told me how much you hate waiting. Somehow you knew that sooner or later I would use this knowledge against you. But not like this. Not in this manner. The waiting is agonizing. You want to scream. Scream for attention. Scream to get me over there to punish you, to scold you, to spank you, to do anything to you. Yet you do not....
Jen got into the shower. Victor had just left, and Michael would be home soon. As the hot water ran through her hair and sprayed her body, she reflected on the last three months, and how her life had changed. Jen shook her head in disbelief. She wasn't naïve. She knew some people swapped partners. She just never expected to be one of them. She and Michael w...
All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * Madam Perkins' Wish, as ever, was to appear in public looking as if she had just had sex on the premises. She was so flushed and rumpled as we left the ladies' room that she definitely got her heart's desire, and I very nearly thought she was going to ask me into her home. But no; she merely pressed a nic...
All characters in this story are age 18 or older. * It amazes me that not quite a week has gone by and Mark is – I don't know how to describe him – still an enigma, yet somehow like an old friend. A very sexy friend. The hurt and shock I felt when I saw him with his niece. This really is the part where I need to sober up. Even if it hadn't been his niece...
My body trembles as you push my bra over my breasts, you lean down and I know what's coming, but when your tongue encircles my nipple, ohh I cant help but moan as my body arches against you. I pull your head up and look into your eyes, I can see the lust and frustration there, I reach behind me and unclasp my bra, slowly pulling it forward and letting it sli...