Jesse was alone, and the restaurant not at all crowded. The couple arrived just as the waitress finished taking his order. They entered from behind him, almost brushed his arm enroute to their table some 20 feet away. The restaurant was laid out oddly: the new couple's table was oriented at about 45 degrees to Jesse's line of sight, making her fully visibl...
Mistress Susan invites Glenn to her dungeon for discipline, punishment, and humiliation. Glenn knew enough about bondage, discipline, punishment, and humiliation to know what he liked and didn't like. Glad that he had put a safe word in place, 'Meow', when things got too rough and he wanted to stop that particular action, Glenn didn't like pain. He never un...
I had met my new stepsister once. She helped her father move in with my mother and first impressions of them both were fine. Ezra was about three inches taller than my 5'6 self and had bra-strap-length black hair, olive skin, brown eyes always seemed to wear jeans, sandals and graphic tees. I was much more of a skirt and blouse girl. She was easily a C-cup t...
The water was warm, beading on her flesh as the shower head sprayed her body. She had gotten home ten minutes earlier. The house empty she decided to have a shower before getting tea. The water feeling like a gentle caress after the long day she had just had. As she lathered her body he watched. She did not know he was there. Her hands rubbing, massaging th...
Wolf stood 7'2" in his stocking feet. He had long, raven black hair that he wore pulled back into a tail. Cool gray eyes looked out of a handsome face. His well muscled body moved with silent grace. Men either challenged him or fawned on him. Women were fascinated and a little frightened. And none went with him more than once, for his size included his genit...
One step at the time. One foot follows the other. Running. Never stops. Meditative mileage. Every step has been taken so many times before. One step at the time. Some people find it boring. Like hell kind of boring. I have never felt it that way. A self suggestive, totally egocentric treat; me and Mother Nature breathing together: Running. No it is not bo...
The water was warm, beading on her soft flesh as the shower head sprayed her body, washing away the stresses of the day. Only ten minutes ago she has let herself into her house, an older home build almost a century ago. It had been a long day at the office and then a crowded train ride home. Exhaustedly she had shed her skirt, blouse, bra and panties which n...
Around seven a.m. is always a hectic time around our place. Got to get our daughters Avery and Whitley dressed, give them some breakfast, make their school lunches, and not least of all, dress myself, then quickly put on some makeup, fix my hair and grab a bite. My wife Hadley has already left around 6 a.m. because of her long commute. She's a civil engine...
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Jamail started reading the story to her, to her pussy to be more exact, his breath warming her pussy lips with each word. Unfortunately, two pages in, he realized the story was much too long. Still resting his head on her pale thigh, he rolled the story into a tight cylinder and worked a condom down the length of it. He always thought his stories might land...