Lips set in a mutinous, angry line, Rebecca pressed the doorbell. Still dressed in the same clothes from that afternoon, the porch light of Mr. Jones house cast her face in shadows. "Rebecca." Mr. Jones said, surprised to see her. "It's late." "Yeah, I know." She muttered, nervously shifting the weight of her very full backpack to the other shoulder. "Can...
She'd hoped that the distance she was feeling between them was only in her head as it most often was, but she wasn't sure how to broach the subject without it turning into a huge fight between them. Her roommate had been her closest friend, her confidant and her lover going on two years now, and she wasn't ready for their relationship to fall apart just yet....
Finding Faith Chapter 02: Punishment Read Chapter One! This story is dedicated to Mr. Roberts;) David slowly pulled his cock from between Faith's lips. A trail of salvia and cum hung from the tip of is dick to her devilish lips. "Oh god," moaned Faith, as she tried to regain her breath. She was bent over on all fours and was absently rubbing her pussy lip...
I never know what to expect with Steph. On one occasion, she might greet me at my door, purse at the ready, dressed like any girl ready for a "Hubby's home with the kids" day out. The next time she calls, we'll get the kids together and just talk over coffee amidst the yells and crashes from the toy room. But then, there are other days. Those are why I can n...
"Anything you want," she said. "Anything? How about if I want to do something kinky?" "I don't mind," she confirmed, "Although I don't really like being hurt. Pain doesn't turn me on at all." "But you don't mind giving a bit of pain, do you? You keep on about men needing a good spanking!" She laughed at that. "I've never actually tried it," she admitted....
Emily pushed open the doors of the fifth floor office. Her heart was beating loud and fast. She could not believe what she had just done. She walked through the office, her head down, refusing to make eye contact with anyone, wondering how fast news travelled. She hurried along, aiming for the far corner where the door to the balcony was located, hoping to g...
A smile creeps across your face. Normally you would suppress it; knowing it would upset him, but you know he can't see your face with it buried in this pillow. The pillow is in a table, your table. It is a sturdy table, standing exactly 3 inches higher than you waist. You know because he measured you before he built it. It has two depressions along the surfa...
Hi, it’s me Nancy again. I love hearing from all of you, so don’t stop writing to me. This next experience I’m writing about is Part 2 of my Road Trip. A little background for this story: It takes place the 1st night of the tournament - about 5 or 6 hours after my blowjob with the black basketball player. I had gone out to dinner with the other cheerleaders...
I was sitting at home with Pugsley (my Pug), and it was cold and raining outside. I decided to start some dinner - Filet Mignons sounded good when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find you standing there with an umbrella, long coat and 6 inch heals. We left the umbrella outside and I invited you in. I asked if I could take your coat, but you sai...
The snap of the fire, the smell of the autumn leaves, the chill of the occasional breeze, left no doubt that fall was here, and winter fast approaching. I waited my turn to dance inside the small canvas tent. I would have to be the best there was, to garner the support needed to marry the man of my dreams. He would help, but I must also be good. The King o...