After a restful night, I head to the office. CRA occupies its own building in a suburban office park, a short drive from my condo. It's close enough that I can take side streets, staying off the always-clogged Santa Monica Freeway. In keeping with our corporate mission, and in deference to our clients, CRA is a CFNM office, which mean that the men are nude...
Holding my hand, you lead me down the hallway to the bedroom. Once inside, you quickly spin around and push me against the wall. "Don't say anything," you say authoritatively. Your forcefulness catches me by surprise but I am certainly not going to say anything. You kiss me hard, your hands roaming over my body. Groping my breast with one hand, your other sl...
He watched her from across the narrow road. Her balcony was only yards from his. He grinned at how sneaky he had been, leasing this little apartment, sneaking into her place and carefully pulling back the curtains just enough to give himself glimpses into her life. His hands still shook at the idea of being able to see into her world. He only saw her at nigh...
I have to admit something. I love wearing their cum. When Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds use my mouth, I love when they let me wear their cum. It's my slut badge of honor. It's a visible sign that I have pleased them. Not to mention, there is this smell, it's hard to describe, its kind of musky, anyway. The smell keeps me horny. That is their goal after all; to kee...
It has been a couple of weeks since my last encounter, school is going well as is work. After school this afternoon I decide to grab myself a coffee and sit down to read through my homework assignment. After just a few minutes a handsome young man asks if he can sit at the table in the chair across from me, I have no problem and tell him to be my guest. Aft...
Chapter 7: Confinement My head hurts. I don't know what chemicals Wrongturn, or whoever my assailant was, has sprayed of injected me with, but they ain't pleasant ones. It is pitch black where I'm held, strapped to some kind of bed. I have duct tape across my mouth. I test the bonds. They are secure. I am bound at the ankles, thighs, stomach and chest, with...
Lindsey adjusted the tie of her jacket. Her heels clicked down the hall. Her pulse picked up when she got to the classroom door. She stepped inside the room and closed the door. She took off her jacket and slid into the desk. She crossed her bare legs under her skirt and smiled up at the teacher. Sam wasn't really her teacher anymore. He taught her when sh...
Chapter 11: Fucked with her boots on Years ago in my days of modeling I had many wonderful experiences that will live with me forever. I got a lot of work in the print medium just by showing this body. At 5’ 10” and with a set of 40DD that went with my 23 X 38 lower section, for some reason I had work when it came to showing the breast. One of these great...
I sipped my long island as I watched you rack the balls on the pool table, breaking easily, sinking a ball in. You sauntered around the table, glancing at me as you moved, letting me see your body move, knowing I enjoyed watching you show yourself off to me. You lined up for a much more difficult shot than you needed to be making, but it forced you to stand...
My wife doesn't easily do sexy. We have great sex, but she's not the kind of woman who thinks about it all that much. When she wants it she jumps me, kisses me, loves to fuck me. Nevertheless, I'm a guy. Work it a little girl. When we first hooked up Deb tried hard. She'd happily dress in lingerie if I wanted her to yet it was clear that wasn't her thing....