Even though Chryssa had steeled herself to not expect Lord Plath to return so soon, she still felt a moment of disappointment when her next client came in and was definitely not the Licken. Although, that disappointment only lasted for, literally, a moment, before it was overtaken by a kind of horrified fascination. During breakfast, Matron hadn't told her...
Kelli woke Wednesday with thoughts of Cindy on her mind... Wondering if those boys that she had sent over were done with Cindy yet. Flipping on the monitor, she saw Cindy, still tied to the bed, with one of the boys at her head and one between her legs, both thrusting away. The other two boys were sleeping on the floor. Oh, well, Kelli thought... I guess it'...
Thanks to everyone (particularly women) who have wrote, expressing gratitude to us for raising their comfort level with anal sex. We want everyone to find what works for herself within her comfort zones. Just to review the areas of intense anal stimulation for a woman, there are four key elements: 1) the exposed head of the clitoris; 2) its tip ends; 3) the...
When Kate had got home from the hospital with my six year old daughter, all she could talk about was how dishy the doctor had been who had first seen them. He was an older man but there had been something about him that had clearly got to her and, later that night, as we fucked, I could not help feeling that her mind was elsewhere. Six weeks later, when we...
When Rachel was younger, she discovered there was a Place near the top of the slit between her legs where she could rub it with her fingers for a while and it would give her a warm and wonderful feeling. Rubbing herself there until she got that feeling helped her relax too and sometimes, after she had lain awake and restless in her bed for a while, she would...
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The Chest sat. Fine oak, and steel bands, it stood alone, in a musty stone room. The drapery had long since rotted away, the fine golden rails long since stolen, but the Chest... The Chest remained, as it had for decades. Footsteps. The clink of heel on stone. A grunt of effort as someone settled themselves against the wall. And a hand on the chest. "Look,...
"I still can't believe you can do that," Amy said to me. I lay out on the gym floor, preparing for our morning workout. My girlfriend was staring at me, shaking her head, as I collapsed upon my upper thigh in an extended stretch. "Practice, my dear, practice," I winked. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," she said. "While it's impressive, it's just not right." My eyes s...
"Welcome to Marbled, Dr. Bindre, are you ready to order?" "Hello, Bindi, yes I am. I'll have the family bowl of Caesar salad, the tureen of black beans and the cowboy cut rib eye—and three plates. I've got friends coming along in a few minutes." "Wow, I hope they're hungry. The cowboy rib eye alone weighs three pounds. And can I get you a carafe of the hou...
Authors Note: Press like if you like it and anyone is welcome to add whatever they want to the story. Shutting down my laptop I sigh and lean back as my chair creeks. I work from home, I had never been great with people in person, they thought I was too feminine so I started doing remote contracting and consulting work. It didn't pay a whole lot but it helpe...