Cindy wastes no time in standing up, keeping her feet planted where they were resting and cutting Christie's breath short. Brian is delighted to see that Christie still has the same level of tolerance as she did before. Something that comes to mind is his observation of their weight differences, or at least what he thinks are differences from a couple years...
"A story for my love." A bell chimed loudly in the cold afternoon air, harkening the time at 3:15pm. The train station upon which this exquisitely ornate clock-tower stood had been rather slow as of late. As the industrial age had dawned, swiftly reaching its peak, there was far less reason for people to visit such a small country village. Valhaven had all...
"P..p..peachy!" Echo replies. "I certainly hope so." Kacie returns to her upright stance, "How about you prove it by praising these," wiggling her toes against Echo's mouth. Echo doesn't hesitate for a second to start kissing every inch of them; however, due to her unfamiliarity of the matter, her efforts make for a rather sloppy job. Kacie calls her out...
Martin Boston effectively signed his doom two weeks before Christmas. He thought he had it made - he was seeing Natalie one night a week and telling Christine that he was working late: always the same night, always a Friday. He explained it as a kind of compulsory overtime, and of course he was always exhausted when he arrived home, because Natalie was deman...
Readers: Thanks for all of the wonderful feedback. Keep those cards and letters coming and I'll keep the story going and hopefully you cumming. Lyn looked at the display and decided not to answer it. The call went to the answering machine. After the greeting was finished, Diane began her message to Lyn. "Hi Lynn, this is your friendly neighbor, Diane, and...
Here is something I wrote whilst recovering from recent surgery. I hope you like it! Greg twisted his solid six foot frame in his airline seat, putting his feet in the aisle to allow the grey haired lady, to whom he'd given his allocated window seat, to take her fourth trip to the restroom in three hours. Each time, she had managed to trample on his feet...
The armored detainee transport pulled through the stately front gates, passed high stone walls and meandered through towering topiaries before stopping before the resplendently bright white mansion. The vehicle stopped and two of the Sheriff's men stepped out, one holding a shotgun, just should the need arise. The door in the rear was unlocked and two more g...
All decked out to showcase my voluptuous curves, I'm sitting in an armchair in the presidential suite at Portland's Paramount Hotel, sipping champagne. I check my new Tiffany watch. It's 2:31 pm on September 18. Any moment now. I shift excitedly in my chair. I've been wet ever since I left work early for a "doctor's appointment." With each passing month, I...
Chapter two — Riding the Pole Author's foreword: Be sure to read the events in part one, Male Sub Ch. 01 – Sting of the Lash. * Three days had passed since Mistress Brandy provided a demonstration of wielding a whip on her hunky male submissive Allen. The thin line of torn up flesh made by Carla with the vicious blacksnake whip was now just a...
In my confusion and hazy excuse for a thought process, Kacie has returned and is standing inches from my face. I roll over enough to make solid eye contact with her, and she gives me this look like 'surprised to see me again?' What a view from down here! Looking up at Christie and Kacie is enough to make any man blush, skip a heartbeat, forget his name, any...