Thank you to all who have commented/rated my previous instalment. I hope this episode does not disappoint you. Mistress began by unhooking the ball weights, making my cock become fully erect, and extracting a muffled scream as the pain in my balls registered. This was made wonderfully strange by Her silk-gloved hand slowly wanking my cock - the first real t...
I loved her. She was my Bunny, my fuck bunny, my partner in crime, my companion. There is not a day I don't think about her. I miss her humor and wit, and the honesty with which she spoke; I can still hear her voice, her words of unwavering love and encouragement. I miss the easy read of her body language, the way she used to tell me the world without ever s...
It's such a hot fantasy to imagine being in the shower and out of nowhere, you slip in behind me...the first I know of it is when you press me up against the wall with your big sexy tits...mmmm this is really hot... you reach between my legs and start gliding your soapy hand along my hardening cock, wow that feels good baby. You take one of my hands and sho...
Back on the road, Steve felt a new sense of power. Yes he was comfortable with anything she wanted to do, but now he knew two important things, she had kept stuff from him, so she had an obligation to satisfy his wants, and she was insatiable, so really had no choice. "Why are you smiling like a Cheshire cat?" As she asked, he looked up and saw the billboa...
Once upon a time there was a Genuinely Naughty, Tenderly Sneaky, Intensely Persistent, Totally Non-Creepy Stalker. His name was Dill. Or Tom. Depending on who was asking. One day, while he was on HotOrWhat? trolling for pretty women to stalk, he came across a picture of Princess Ginger. Then he came again. And then he clicked Yes, to indicate that he would...
Part One of the "Love Letters to my War Hero" series.© my Dearest James, It saddens me that we cannot be together this Valentine's. Oh how i miss You while You are off in Iraq! If i were with You, my Love, i would kneel before You to help ease the stress of Your day. Can You picture it, my Love? i am there... i am on my knees looking up at You. Your blue-...
It had been a rough day at work, but I was finally home. I tossed my car keys onto the kitchen counter and removed off my shoes. As I loosened my tie, I called to my wife Paige. She didn't answer, so I ambled down the hallway to find her. Paige was sprawling languidly on our bed. Her porcelain skin was flushed. I noticed that her pink nipples were erect. One...
Jungle Love, or The Silk Scarf Interludes Turning and turning in the widening sunlight, Saxby Chambers tossed her suitcase on the white matelass coverlet of the bed, and opened the louvered shutters opening onto the porch. Her bungalow was perfect, isolated by a winding gravel path and opening onto a rainforest view of hundreds of brilliantly colored butter...
When I awoke the following morning, I was hoping for some more action, but Ross was already up. Naked, I went downstairs to go to the bathroom. There she was lying in the bath, a towel wrapped around her hair, her body layed our at full stretch in the water. Such a beautiful sight. A one prohibited to me just yesterday, but now mine to feast upon at any time...
She loved to drive. Driving gave her a chance to think, to meditate, to steal a few moments for herself by herself. Driving across Florida from East to West was a special treat though. She loved the Everglades, loved the raw beauty of it. Still pristine and protected, she could see the way the southern part of Florida must have looked before all the people a...