I cracked the window, enjoying the brush of the cool air against my skin. "It's almost 3pm. Find a gas station." His voice was strong yet soft. Matter of fact. I shook my head, "yes, Sir." Things were easier if a smaller station with an old fashioned singled bathroom around back or on the side was available. They were somewhat harder to find now, but was...
Tonight I know we will be watched, by whom I do not know. I'm standing in the room naked, I've put on my wrist cuffs and blindfold and now I must be patient. You enter the room, even without shoes on I can hear more than one person. Before I can begin to panic you are standing next to me with your hand resting on my hip. You whisper in my ear, "relax you...
My name is Kyle O'Neill. I'm a five-foot-eleven, brown-haired and blue-eyed man of Irish-American and Hispanic descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am twenty six years old. Folks who don't know me too well think that I am a nice, quiet person. The nicest man they know. That's what most people used to say about me for the longest time. The...
Constructive criticism and comments are much appreciated. Enjoy!! * I love cuddling with you. Your warm, strong arms wrapped around me always make me feel safe and secure, and today is no different. And even though you're not that affectionate in public, you surprise me every time with your tenderness in bed. I get chills when you slowly stroke my arm, or...
Shivering, she kneels next to her bed naked, head down, silk scarf around her eyes, her hands behind her back, awaiting his arrival in her room. Hearing the roar of his chopper as it pulses down the road, then sudden silence, sends heat through her body, settling in her loins. Boots scrape on the stairs as he makes his way up to her. She smells his musky odo...
She's at the bar... again. *Sigh* It was becoming positively painful to turn down the many drunken frat boys that approached her, hoping for an easy lay. How much more of this must she tolerate before finding a real man? Dressed tastefully in tight, dark jeans and a low-cut tight top that subtly caressed the curve of her tits, she sat cross-legged on the bar...
"Sam, it was an excellent dinner." I said as I watched her clear the table. "I'm glad that it pleased you Sir. I wanted you to be proud of me, so I did my best for you." "You made me very proud of you. Now, it's time to go across the bridge. Are you ready?" Yes Sir, I am. Let me start the dishwasher and we can go." I could feel the tension in her body as...
Hello, there. My name is Amy Hancock. I'm a big-booty chubby white chick living in the city of Atlanta, Georgia. A lot of people in this town seem to think I'm kind of slow and stuff but that's really not true. Not true at all. So what if I dropped out of high school and have yet to obtain my GED at the age of twenty three? I work as a waitress and you don't...
I strongly suggest reading the first 3 chapters before proceeding to this one. ***** Gus was clearly very frightened, but also, quite obviously, extremely aroused. Debby went over to his side and showed him the documents that he would be signing. "I will remove your gag, Gus, but if you make any disturbance, there will be a price to pay." She then ungag...
November 22 The mermaid tied me to the bed with rope. It wasn't very binding. Like calling me slave, she did it as a practicality or custom more than any real measure. She knew I couldn't go anywhere. Despite my exertion yesterday I was apparently in rough shape. I felt like one giant bruise, but I was getting better. She didn't lie in the bed with me, pref...