I knew Green Eyes was done. His beautiful cock was getting small and I could see the fatigue on his face. Bartender was a different story but he also needed some "recharge time" (as my husband calls it) so I stooped down to get my clothes. I started to dress and I was aware both of them were watching me. I was in charge of this situation. I smiled at the tho...
The first BDSM party Master took me to turned out to be more frightening than I had anticipated. It tested my obedience to the limit...or so I thought. When Master informed me we were going to another BDSM party, I was extremely nervous, and fretted about it for days. All too soon it was time to prepare myself. I trembled as I showered, but to my surprise f...
This is Chapter 8 of the series and I apologize for not marking the category for the last two submissions. Since I didn't mark them and they had "wife" in the title they went into the "Loving Wives" category and that was not correct. It confused some people and I got some nasty comments about it. Just a misunderstanding. Enjoy the new one! ------- The fol...
We came home early, that night. The party was not very exciting, so we made excuses and left before 10, even though we had told Heather, our babysitter, not to expect us until after midnight. And obviously, she did not expect us--at least, not right then. Although we made a normal amount of noise driving up to the house and walking in, she didn't hear us at...
"Never mind. I'm about to take a ride in the city, see an old friend. I'm sure he'd like you." Sonika smiled and touched Ramya on her arm, "You will come won't you?" "I don't know." replied Ramya. Sonika pouted her lips, then smiled again, "Please." Ramya looked around the parking area in her colony, it was fairly dusk and her parents would return, she si...
I'd had enough of wimpy guys and this date was a total loser. I asked him to pick out a place to go for dinner and it took him almost a half an hour to make up his mind. If that wasn't enough, I asked him how I looked and he kind of hummed and hawed and said, "Gee, pretty good". Jesus, I want the man in my life to not be able to live unless he screws me the...
It had been a long day filled with endless meetings. James was exhausted and seriously needed to relax. He headed to the executive coffee room looking for some quiet time. His head ached from the mindless ramblings of middle management. He often thought they just spoke for the sake of it; desperately trying to get noticed. All they ever succeeded in doing wa...
Before the story begins, I would like to thank you again Theron. In taking the time to write another story with me and for keeping me hot and wet, as you so easily do!;) Chapter 1: I first see you in the elevator. “Wow,” I think, “she must be new here.” “What a babe.” My eyes linger on the clothes that cover your sexy body. Your short, tight skirt and sti...
My experience with the memorable handjob by my busty friend in Pimlico provided plenty of wanking material for the following months. It was my default memory anytime I jerked off without porn and I'd replay it over and over, picturing those milky white tits and my cum glistening on them. I moved to Finchley in North London not long after. My new place was b...
Author's Note: The first half of this story was written on scraps of paper while riding the LIRR. Amityville: The town that was home to the famed house of horrors was also home to a host of horny whores. Pete Vaugn sighed as closed the train doors and thought about his ex-wife Laura for the umpteenth time. It had been three months since she had left him...