The man standing in front of me was taller than most, with shaggy greying hair that hung in his deep-set eyes. He regarded me with a leering half-smile, his muscular arms crossed in front of his chest, the dark blue tattoos that covered his forearms on clear display. I suppressed a shudder as I returned his gaze. I had yet to learn this man's name, but I kne...
Jessica As she drove to the next house Jessica smiled. Out of the corner of her eye she could see "what's her name" stealing glances at her. Jessica was used to men fawning over her. And she had met some women in college who ogled her. But even so it was still a bit new for her. She hoped the girl could keep her mind on the job she wanted to get a huge hous...
Earnest Ferris, pastor of the Evangelical Free Church of Harper Village, was known for quite literally holding his head high. It was not out of pride, as some of his detractors thought. It was not to hide a double chin, since he was a very slender man indeed. Nor was it to keep his eyes directed to Heaven and his Lord, as many of his congregants surmised. Pa...
Angela knelt in the hallway as she heard the garage door open and the BMW slowly roll onto the concrete floor of the garage. The hallway marble was cold and hard on her knees, but she knew she would not be in this position much longer. She was naked, except for the red four inch heels, and her ass did not rest on her heels, but rather clenched tight and at a...
Arhen, a college exchange student from Germany, stepped out of the new black Lexus sedan wearing a T-shirt and jeans. He looked up and down the urban street. The grass was cut perfectly on every lawn. Short, skinny newly planted trees stood in the center of those large green squares, and all the houses were pretentiously large. Each had a double or triple ca...
Louise gave a small, inward sigh of contentment as she knelt before her Master. She was naked and kneeling in His preferred formal kneel. Quickly she ran a quick mental check of her position to ensure that she was positioned perfectly. Her thighs were parted to show Him what was His and her hands were laying, palm upwards, on her spread thighs. Her head was...
I want you. I want you to be mine. I want you to *show* that you are mine, submissive to my every desire. Mine to do with as I please, to say yes as a good little boy should say to his Mistress, and never say no. To agree to whatever I want, whatever experiment, whatever position, whatever whim I might have in mind for you. I want you to agree that *my* pl...
This is my second story here (third submission though) and this one is different again. No fiction and no artistic licence at all. It's a short one, but 100% true. For this story the woman has no name, so I won't make one up. She had a screen name (we met online) but I never did know her real name. It was complete anonymous sex, and it was all for her. S...
"How would you feel if I used a strap-on, on you?" Amy looked at Tim with a mischievous smile. "I don't know." Tim was a little nervous, and he looked at how nice Amy was, lying there naked and beautiful next to him. She had a petite body, and very soft skin, a tight pussy, and now Tim started to image this girl, wrapped in leather wanting to take his ass....
Something feels very different today. My mind just couldn't sum it up yet. Master is being extremely tender with me, caressing my ass as he is lost in his thoughts. Even when I twirl my tough around his head and kissed it, he barely gave any recognition which he normally does with a jerk. Today morning's routine feels awkward as I don't feel his presence wit...