You walked me into the bedroom-naked and shaking. I didn’t know what was going to happen next. Thousands of images were running through my head as we entered the dark room. “Stand Here” you said as you left me in front of the closed door. I watched you move quickly to the bed where you began lighting candles. They cast shadows on the queen sized poster bed....
Mistress entered the room. Clad in a tight, black leather bra, studded with rhinestones around her exposed nipples and an even tighter matching garter, she walked with the aura of dominance. The clicking of her black leather, thigh high stiletto boots sang sexual desire to the slaves as they awaited her commands. Two slaves were there, one male, one female....
You slowly read through the card again. Maybe you've read it wrong. Maybe there's a punch line further down. No. It doesn't matter how many times you read it, there's still the same two choices staring back at you. How fucked up in the head is she to think that you'd even consider staying here? It's obvious that you're going to grab your clothes and walk out...
Stephanie had turned him down too many times. The voluptuous redhead with emerald green eyes was as tantalizing as a ripe peach, but no matter how Eric tried, she wouldn't let him near her. He couldn't understand it. He was considered a handsome man with a toned physique, short brown hair and chiseled features. With his penetrating blue eyes, women fell over...
I woke up first. Eric was curled up around me with one arm and leg thrown over my body. It seemed to me like he was trying to hold on to me, even in his sleep. How was I going to tell him that this was my last day of vacation. My flight was a red eye leaving late tonight and I had a nonrefundable ticket. We hadn't spoken of when the vacation ended or whether...
[Pre-story]Content Warnings: unrealistic anatomy, futa, horse cock, huge cock, excessive cum. Disclaimer: All characters are 18+[/pre-story] Lay On Hands, Chapter 3 Pyrista held her wife's gaze as her lips lingered on the flared tip of Rylinne's cock, the lewd kiss intensifying. As her hands continued to stroke up and down Rylinne's length, her head began...
As it says in my profile, I am trying to write the storey of my life since I left the religious order nearly 10 years ago. Although I have the first 8 chapters roughed out they need a lot of editing and polishing before I can submit them for publication so I thought I'd write a short storey about an event held in our club earlier this month. I am not a natur...
Barry caught two more rides that day, almost reaching the Alabama-Tennessee border by nightfall. He found a small roadside motel and checked in for the night. He was pleased with his progress as well as the fuck he had had that afternoon. He was pretty tired and decided to turn in early so he could get an early start in the morning. The next morning, Barry...
The worst class I ever taught. A class of future criminals... seniors thrown out of every high school on the south side. An all-male class, in a classroom with iron bars on the windows and graffiti on the walls. Fist fights daily and a weekly knife fight thrown in for fun. Lovely. The boys noticed my long blonde hair, stunning figure and large swaying t...
Eleanor Miles had spent the morning out riding her favourite horse along with her riding instructor, Stuart. They had a lesson every Tuesday morning, early, before her daily massage. At 22 years of age Eleanor had long ago mastered riding, but she had convinced her father to continue to pay for Stuart's expertise. He was one of the best instructors money cou...