I finally get to my hotel in downtown San Francisco, near Chinatown. It is almost 7 pm, and I am a bit tired, but also excited to see Brandon after 3 weeks. I met him on a flight from Chicago to San Francisco two months ago and I ended up spending the night with him. But being a flight attendant, it is not easy to maintain a relationship, and for now, I am h...
We have had this dinner planned for about a month. I met you at the restaurant after you got off of work but I took the day off to make some special plans of my own. You got there before I did and I slide into the candlelit booth next to you as you scoots over to let me in. Our waitress comes to get our drink order and I slide your hand up my thigh and und...
here I sit at my computer, not working, again. Instead I'm taking pictures of a bottle I have shoved up my cunt, at the direction of an anonymous man on the internet. He has also instructed me to shave my pubic hair, and write the words, "This slutty cunt belongs to M" across my bare mound in permanent marker, then to take a picture with the marker stuck up...
Copyright © 2014 KingsWoman For Michael * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (16 min/mp3) * * * * * I got on the bus. One woman had a bag on the seat beside her. On the seat behind sat a man, a newspaper beside him. The old man moved it when I went to sit down. I sat staring ahead. The small seats forced my thigh against his....
To recap. I had answered a listing on craigslist from a married mom that wanted nasty stories sent to her email account. I sent one, and 'Jane' loved it. This is the follow up to 'Who Wants to Tell Me a Story'. So I responded to the listing. I sent the email to the craigslist account. I was drinking when I read it, and had done a few more shots while writi...
I wasn't sure where he was taking me. We drive in the car to a secluded spot and park up. We walk hand in hand along a dirt path until we reach a bench and a wall. He stops and pulls me towards the wall. I have an idea of what is about to happen. He tells me to lean over the wall facing away from him. Excitement starts to build inside me. I lean onto my...
“Hi James,” you say cheerily when you find me sitting alone on the middle landing of the stairs. “Hi Megan,” I answer from where I sit leaning against the wall. “Get too noisy for you in there as well?” “Yeah,” you reply, glancing back downstairs to where the noise of the party echoes from. “Mind if I join you?” “Not at all.” I start to move aside, to ma...
For those interested in training slave positions like Kristin learned, here is a guide. If you're familiar with other slave position systems, you'll notice they tend to have 10 or so numbered positions.. Ten or twelve is about the ideal number to remember, and I use a few more, but I break them into four short sequences instead. A. Basic positions (used bot...
*****Not the best I admit, I wrote this ages ago when I was fairly new to erotic writing... But I guess I just wanted to post something a little different to my last submission, which received some quite good reviews! =D Thanks to all who commented!!! =D I really hope you like this one too...***** Staying in for the night, you have cooked us a meal. After w...
You came back? Whatever. I may as well start my story. I told you, I was born with a curse. I can't fuck any guy I want or call me Dustine. Anyways, it all starts out in high school. Not the type of high school you are thinking of, but the school where we have monsters! Wizards, vamps, werewolves, fairies and more! Yes, I know. I'm trying to look for my fu...