Wrapped in red, rope dual lines of blood across his chest, arms bound behind his back, long hair wound into the rope that grips his chest, he kneels with his head held back, ready to receive. There in the bath, hard ceramic under his knees, his legs are likewise bound in slashes of red, double rows, taut and tensioned. Steam fills the room as she stands wi...
My names is Isabelle, i am a French Canadian. I am a white blond girl of 24 years old. I Discovered I was lesbian at age 18 and I stopped meeting and dating man. I was girly and always took care of myself. In bed, my lover told me, I was more a giver and I never really pay attention to it because for me sex was sex. I met my girlfriend Carmen at age 23 she w...
Chapter One She was naïve and he was experienced....in more ways than she could imagine.... 18 year old Heidi Jenkins was checking her new outfit in the hall mirror when she heard the taxi pull up outside the house. She grabbed her purse and shouted, 'Leon, I'm going now!' Leon came into the hallway. 'Are you coming back here tonight?' Heidi smoothed h...
I need to thank my editing team. Harddaysknight is my mentor and reads for me, giving me critical advice. SBrookx103x also reads for me and gives me peer review. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hal, Olddave1951 and GeorgeAnderson. Thank you, gentlemen, I love you all. This story is a repost from another site several years ago. I had to take it down, but now have...
This story, though seemingly unrelated, is the second part of the trilogy that was begun with Tender Mercies. The series ends (presently) with The Chaos Blade. Part 1 : Yamara Chapter 1 Darkness. Darkness and pain, my first memories. Hiding in the closet of the room my mother and I shared while she conducted her business. I was too young to know what she...
I expected this to be up sooner but I ran out of time and went into a building/cleaning spree. My apologies. I hope you enjoy this chapter. ***** I sat uncomfortably in the black Mercedes sedan that Dylan rented. He was stiff and it was making me stiff. The car wasn't him. He was more creative in his car choices and this felt more like a hearse. We would'v...
This story was greatly inspired by the song "Your Love" by The Outfield. Great 80's song that I listened to one night and said "Hey, why not." This is also my first shot at a story and I admitted I didn't get an editor to look at it. So feel free to hack it to bits in the comments. I'm sure it needs it. ********** She was supposed to be somewhere else. Chr...
Hanson moaned as he felt the deep-throating mouth of Camilla's vagina tightly embrace his rock-hard erection. The slurping sound of the lips of her vulva as they sucked and slid up and down his phallus was driving him wild. She lay on top of him on the bed, her face up so close to his that only one side of it was visible to him: one brown eye, dilated, and h...
Day 2 Continued "So what shall we do now?" asked Sara, still glowing from the fuck session with the handsome older couple. "I don't know. I kind of feel like getting a drink." "Well, there are plenty of bars and clubs here. Let's check the directory." On the wall in the kitchen next to the courtesy phone was a small open topped file box with a book insid...
I start with a hot bath and pampering, preparing myself by shaving my legs, applying makeup, doing my hair, and listening to the photographer—who is on the other side of the door—explain his ideas for the upcoming shoot. Tonight's project is a layout for a line of casual eveningwear. I change into the outfit in private; I'm modest and unfamiliar...