"Are you absolutely sure about this m'love?" The man speaking was sitting on the edge of a four poster bed covered in red silk sheets. He was wearing a pair of leather pants that clung well to his toned thighs. His shirt was on the floor at his bare feet leaving his chest equally bare, a fact that Helena was acutely aware of. It was hard to keep her eyes fro...
When Lars Ulrich returned from his latest tour with Metallica, the drummer arrived at about two in the morning. He was too tired to note the signs of another woman's presence. Connie was already sound asleep, and he plopped down next to her without realizing that there was a large shape to his right, due to sheer fatigue. Lars had a strangely pleasant drea...
Traci, Age 32...Single...Business - PR.... I met Traci at Maria's lingerie party. She was one of the ladies who enjoyed her night of adventure playing a game called "Suvorov's Vodka." I distinctly remember her because of the sexy sheer bra and panty set she wore from a well known lingerie store where I shop as well. Traci portrayed herself as a conservative...
With the first muted flickers of morning light shining through the cracks in the shutters, I lay there under the covers of my bedroll with Nikelle's soft body cradled against me, smiling at the dingy ceiling of the old hunting lodge I'd really done it. I'd finally escaped. In maybe as little as an hour, after we'd both had amble opportunity to wake and read...
I. 90 Days Without My Master Nearly a year and one half into my journey, a line was drawn, without warning. It has been more than 90 days since I entertained my One at private levels. A severing of joint things enjoyed, and needed. I have seen Him, publicly, spoken professionally and casually, yes. Almost daily. And, for that, I am ever grateful. But, with...
Alex caught her breath as she walked out of the bar. He had never made eye contact with her before let alone speak to her. She felt a familiar pulse growing between her legs. She truly did wish he had jumped over the bar and fucked her. However, it was too late now. She had to make it home for a new pair of panty hose. Alex had promised her boss that she wou...
It was a long time since Emma had been summoned into Amelia’s office. In fact, Emma had rather avoided seeing Amelia altogether since she’d been persuaded to have sex with Frank, whom she could never pass in the corridor without breaking into a hot flush. So when Emma received a call requesting her to come immediately to Amelia’s office, it was with great tr...
One could make this comparison between a car and any woman, and God knows that has been done many times before, but I don't think it is appropriate. For one thing, women of any kind are not actually objects. No one should "own" them, unless they want to be. The "woman as a car" makes more sense with a certain type of woman (or man); the type that is happiest...
This story is based off the lyrics from the song "You oughta know" by Alanis Morrisette. Thanks to Mistresslynn for her editing assistance. Mike, I know you left me and went to find yourself, but I can't stop thinking about you. Since I'm not ready to settle down and start a family together, you think I'm too young and immature for you. Or maybe it's that...
I felt the penetrating tear of flesh the minute she sunk her fingernails into my back - mutilating my skin, as she climbed up and down my lap, like the cute little puppy dog she was. The intensity was raw but intense. *What a perfect way to spend a Friday night!* I thought. The stitching illuminated BEAUTIFULLY under the living room light. I bought it for...