Master is home, in the study….reading the daily paper. i have been thinking about Him this day, while He has been out attending to business…. thinking of His voice, His touch, His cock…. Thinking of Master always makes my heat grow wet and swollen, and makes me distracted, struggling to complete my chores and do the things i know He will want from me, His pe...
Linda and I met in college during my senior year. She had just transferred in from another school as a junior and was definitely one of the most sought after new girls on campus. Linda had a great little body, with amazing legs, a great ass and perfect breasts. And to top it all off, her face was drop dead gorgeous and her smile could make any guy melt. We...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. This is a Halloween Contest story. Please vote. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. Author's Note: Even though this an erotic, sexual horror, Halloween story, the story doesn't show the erotic, sexual horror until the end of the story. Instead, the story begins with an R rated, l...
She woke to the gentle tickling of a feather across her neck. The shiver made her tingle from head to toe. He continued down her arm to her fingers igniting every nerve he passed. "Good morning, my Sweetie. Just lay there, and let me wake you." He lifted her lose teddy and dragged the feather across her exposed chest, being sure to never touch the sensitive,...
Silky Adventures #6 -- Blue Who? Prior adventures should be read first As I have mentioned, I live with my uncle/daddy/lover George, and my sister/lover Jessica. We love George and always do what he wants. Anything. "Silky, I have a special assignment for you," he said one morning. "I owe a guy a nice bonus, and you're it." George is very clear that we a...
What I thought was going to be a little bit of innocent groping on the bus turned out to be much more. But then you never know when these magical moments might arrive, so you must act on every one as if it might turn into something extraordinary. I was on the number 5 bus, heading home from work. The number 5 is always crowded at that time of day. Business...
I sat there looking at my phone for almost an hour before I finally worked up the nerve to text her. And even then I half-way hoped she wouldn't respond. Something was wrong with me I knew. This woman, a complete stranger, had come up to me at the carnival the other day and groped me in public. I should have hated it. I should have screamed and called the co...
Finally, you are starting to calm down. The fire that was raging inside your pussy has been quenched, and the uncontrollable need that drove you to fuck a stranger in an elevator has been overcome. And not by the wanton act of getting taken by behind in that elevator. No, it was a surprise visit by your husband that finally fed the beast that lurked inside...
That European trip was just the first step in shaping Penny's sexual preferences. Throughout her life similar experiences would reinforce her liking -- and need -- for situations where she was taken advantage of and used for another's sexual satisfaction, with no real thought for whether she was getting something out of it. Like the time Penny was on her so...
In hindsight, my slow slide into being the office slut all started on my first day as an accounting consultant. I had graduated from school just two months earlier, and had moved to Chicago for this opportunity (as an consultant, not a slut). The firm put me and ten others through a training program that lasted three weeks and now it was time to earn some pa...