Her blurred vision slowly became fixed as she regained consciousness, head pounding. She felt the hard stone beneath her and attempted to move, but realized her hands were bound. She cried out as she tried to move and the ropes cut further into her wrists. She felt the coarse material that shielded her eyes from sight. She was left only with the sense of sou...
It was a hot, sticky August afternoon in our nation's capitol when I met Suzana for the first time. She was an exotic girl of mixed descent and had a strong free-spirited hippie vibe about her. She wore a flowing orange sundress that hugged her form perfectly. We stood on the DC Metro platform as the evening rush hour began, the air was thick and beads of sw...
There is something very domestic about watching her putter about in the kitchen. She is making hot cocoa -- I love a good cuppa hot sweetness on a cold evening -- so she had my full attention. Mostly because she was cooking in the nude. Tight, pert arse: the kind that makes me think of wooden spoons and bending her over the counter. Tight, perky breasts: jus...
My lovely Asian Wife is always concerned that I am able to cum when we make love. She feels that when we engage in fantasy role play this will help me to cum much better, longer and stronger than if she performs oral sex with me. Also, as part of the fantasy role play, she likes it when I tie her up, completely restrain her, and include sensory deprivation a...
The very first inkling I ever got about teasing and the power it holds happened my freshman year in college in a T-shirt shop of all places. I was walking the boardwalk with my boyfriend David. We had known each other a few weeks and had been spending a lot of time together recently. He was cute, smart, and a lot of fun. I always sensed an adventurousness a...
"I have to be stark raving mad" She thought as she stared into the full length mirror. "Why am I doing this? Why am I dressing like a--a SKINNY woman??" She looked at the crimson velvet crop top, long sleeves molded to her arms, short jet black leather shirt that would reveal her red silk panties if she moved wrong. Her silvery hair with its few streaks of...
As I drive to meet Him thinking I can not wait to give Him my body, soul heart and mind. Knowing it is all I want. Pulling up the hotel, so many emotions pass through me. I am the first to arrive, so I unpack take a nice long shower. Go get some ice to have His favorite drink Ottis red dragon ready just the way He likes it. I hear the knock on the door, scar...
Sally Mae Johnson or Sally Struthers as we know her had waited with great anticipation for her Jonestown High School reunion. Despite her parents’ reluctance, she’d gone to college about as far away from her hometown as a country girl could get. Of course, that didn’t confine her parents to Jonestown. When Sally Mae moved, her parents moved with her. They’d...
Thinking back to our wedding and honeymoon in Florence, I am lulled into that warm space of comfort and love. With the simple words "I do" you brought me to a place where I would do anything and everything you wanted, needed, demanded and begged. That fourth night of our Italian escape, I was eager to crawl under the table at the Ristorante La Giostraon Bor...
Slipping the roaster into the waiting oven and taking a quick look at her freshly cleaned home she nodded with satisfaction at her hard work. The table was set with their best dishes; crystal flutes were placed in the freezer to completely chill the champagne that was resting in the ice bucket perched on the counter. It had been worth taking the day off from...