I sat at in my classroom. My middle finger traced my bulging pussy lips through my black panties while a hundred eyes watched. My frozen hand is thawed by the heat radiating from my sex and thick thighs surrounding it. It was always ice cold in this building but for some reason, the temperature in my classroom made the rest of the building seem warm. The air...
"Master, please tell me, what was your favorite experience with me?" she asks, curled upon his lap. He looks down, lovingly and smiles. Stroking her head, without hesitation he fondly recounts his proudest memory... Black high heels accentuating your lovely legs to taught perfection, they gleam, wrapped in black fishnets, contrasting dramatically against iv...
Then the burning sensation ensues. The pleasure mixed with pain that reminds me that I had just succumbed to what the goth girl said I would. I fell into her trap and fell for this Danny... this Goddess and hot mess Danny. I can't believe we just did that in the back room of a public place. That makes it two different times I have done something in public wi...
Although it stands on its own, this story connects from a previous series "How I Became A Cam Girl". *** "Hey Peter can you come down here for a minute please?" I sounded like a mother who was about to be angry with her son, but honestly I wasn't. I didn't know how to be feeling but I knew that I definitely was not angry. My mind was racing with possibili...
It had been a moment of weakness, but one that pursued him like a plague. He stared into the shard of mirrored glass he kept in his tattered sleeve. Unable to move about freely, to access his encrypted savings account, he'd lost a good deal of weight, most of it in his cheeks. The face that stared back at him was almost unrecognizable. Certainly, it had some...
Prelude Lauren stood tall, her sword in her hand as she faced an army of fifty to her one. Tears of anger and loss streamed down her face as she thought of the bodies of her loved ones and friends laying now dead in the snow, their blood making sludge of the once white blanket. She waited for them to attack, staring at the black demon upon the sable stallio...
I started pretty slow. I'd wear it for at first hours, then a day, and then finally overnight. That one had been the hardest, no pun intended. I would wake up multiple times a night, locked in sweet torture between the inevitably erotic thoughts in my head and the bittersweet tightness between my legs. The first time I'd tried it, I'd made it till 2 a.m. bef...
This is the final post in my His Slut series. This story contains intense graphic primal sex between consenting adults. If it gets you hard or makes you wet, please let me know! XOX Hunty His Slut – Final Act He looks at me. "Are you ready to go?" "Yes." I nod. He appraises my outfit quickly, high-heeled boots, fishnet, short skirt and skintight see...
I heard a car coming up the alley and moved to the left a little to be hidden from sight, though with all the shrubbery I knew I was out of view. Her silver BMW drove right past the patio into the spacious garage as I looked down afraid to meet her sunglassed glance. The engine was turned off as the solid sound of the door opening sent shivers up my spine. T...
My mind had been occupied with you all day and as I drove to pick you up, I kept wondering what you would wear to dinner over your new fishnets. You had teased me many times by showing me advertisements of dresses and skirts that you wanted to buy or had bought. I was easily manipulated by your teasing innuendo and hints about how your legs looked in the fis...