It was Friday, my husband's golf day, and I was feeling a bit frisky. It started in the shower that morning, just after he had left to meet his golf buddies. I was standing underneath the hot water when I noticed my thighs were involuntarily rubbing against each other. I investigated the situation by sliding my index finger between my pussy lips and into my...
Carly walked over to the bed, showing Luke her lace bra. The cups were cut straight across the top, but very low, and just barely covered her stiff nipples. "This is what I bought, with the gift card you sent me, lover." He smiled, taking in the embroidered black panties that completed the set. She turned, to show him the ruffled black lace on the edges, w...
I am almost naked, bent over the table. You're dressed, walking around inspecting me for a minute, before you even touch me, while I'm trembling in anticipation, with my face flat on the cold wood of the table. My hands are tied behind my back. My pussy exposed. I'm wearing a black, lace suspender belt with stockings and simple, nude high heels. No panties....
After a quick look around to verify that no one was nearby, we ducked into the small conference room and closed the door. With the toe of my shoe, I jammed the rubber wedge meant to hold the door open under the back of the closed door to thwart any potential interruptions. There was never anyone in this corner of the office on a Friday afternoon anyway, so I...
Priss. Sweet, dirty Priss... You're on your knees, again, unfastening the buckle of my belt. Your hand runs along the bulbous outline in my pants and then into the fly where your skin touches my warm, hard shaft. You pull it out and devour it immediately. I watch you, as your mouth stretches open. Soft moans escape the back of your throat as you begin sla...
It's a Wednesday in October, early morning, somewhere in the northwest area of Las Vegas, Nevada. The setting is a home, the arena is the living room area. There are several Spectators to watch the action that is about to unfold, seated on the couches and chairs that line the walls of the large living room. The Contestants in today's Pissing Contest emerge f...
As I lie here next to him, I realize, I have been sexually stifled. Boxed in by what is expected of a nice southern girl. I want to do ghastly things to him while he sleeps. I want to see his shocked face when he awakens to find himself tied down face deep in my pussy. I hold the back of his head, as he attempts to come up for air. I look lustfully into...
He woke slowly, groggily, to find his wrists bound and attached to the base of the massive iron headboard. As he tested his restraints, he discovered that there was merely an inch of give, though, thankfully, his fingers were free and he could wiggle them around. His feet were another story: they were attached to what felt like it must be a small spreader ba...
First submission. Hope it is well received. ***** This took place a number of years ago. At the time, Helen and I were not married but were living together. We were living on the East Coast near a well known city on the water. We both loved to go to a local establishment that is part of an upscale chain of seafood restaurants. No it's not Red Lobster. I sa...
When I got off the elevator, I saw her and hit a U-turn. It was just my luck that Ms. Annette Sabers heard the chime of the elevator and looked up. "Hey! You! Come here." She snapped her fingers at me like I was a dog. In her corporate world, I was. She was the big, powerful lawyer, me the lowly, disposable mailroom boy. Instead of saying, "Bitch, don't f...