Here I am in my sexy blue dress. I love this dress. My husband has taken me on a lovely weekend getaway to the coast, and all I have to wear are these two, very tiny bikinis and this blue dress. It is very sensuous, and the fabric is a soft, luscious stretch fabric with a subtle sheen. It is called a Biosphere Maxi Dress. I have discovered that it is so mu...
Author's note: This story is mainly a description of what it might be like to be a ponygirl slave, for which purposes it is set in a vague dystopian world in which ponygirl slaves are objects of use, and not selves to be cared for. There has been a conscious attempt to cover all aspects of such a life, including those that I would have been inclined to shy a...
Over the years, the wife and I have experienced the pleasure that comes with the adult lifestyle that few couples successfully enjoy. She has always been amorous, and her sexual appetite has at times been insatiable. I am not the jealous type, and actually enjoy sharing her with various partners that she has had over the years. While there isn't much we don'...
Chapter 25 -- Ruthie's birthday wish That night, after her classes were finished and she had eaten dinner with Mike, Ruthie accompanied him to his room and allowed him to make love to her. She surprised him by getting on her elbows and knees, spreading her legs and lewdly exposing herself. Before he entered her, he took a couple of pictures. She closed her...
The first time she had come across a porn blog, she quickly clicked away. To read stories was one thing but to see images was another thing entirely. To read a story was daydream and imagine. To read a story was imagination. But to see a photo... To see a photo, or gif, or even a video made it real. Made the possibility of it, if even a small possibility, r...
The dryer in the photo-lab ejected her shoot the next day and Cassie studied the results of her night's work. There hadn't been many erections in her life but the message her mouth had received was that they came in a surprisingly satisfying variety of lengths and girths. She spread her shoot out on the table and considered what Scotty had contributed to her...
All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. Contains adult material. * * * While mall shopping for Christmas presents with my friend, I happened to mention that my husband, Alan, had become fascinated with looking at erotic pictures and videos on some of the Internet sites....
The silence seeped in slowly. It crawled inside, completely invading, until she was filled with it. A silence so complete that nothing, no one could get past. She never knew how it started or why. It just was. And in this silence, she saw. She saw the face of death, of terror. Images that seared themselves into her brain, images that screamed but were never...
Akiko Rumara sat at her desk and poured over the medical reports. She frowned at the sloppiness of the work being done by her subordinates. At 25 years of age, she was the youngest chief medical officer in history for many reasons. One reason was that the people she worked with were competent in every area, including paperwork. She was getting ready to call...
They met me off the train late in the afternoon. Their welcome was warm and friendly. I was exhausted from travelling and spent the evening in wonder as we first had drinks with friends of theirs at one home then all went out to eat at a restaurant, then back to another friends home for more drinks. It was a warm evening and the drinks I had, combined with t...