Part of me wanted to shower, and cleanse the makeup from me before a nap. But a greater part wanted to top Lacy dressed as a woman...just a woman with a dick. It's been a couple of hours since we got back. My calves are less sore than I thought, maybe the mile walk in heels wasn't so bad. I'd napped briefly on the bed. You're not here when I awoke. And ne...
*This is a work of pure fiction. All characters are over 18.* Living alone has brought some freedoms that I didn't have while married. I could walk around the house naked, leave the toilet seat up, and jerk off whenever I got horny. While I was married, the intimacy train left the station about 5 years before we pulled the plug, granted even when we were "i...
I am originally from the deep south. Down there, we drink sweet tea all day, say 'yes/no, sir/ma'am', and well, some of us white women can't help ourselves around southern-fried black cock. Look, I want to preface this by saying that I was raised by racist, prejudiced parents. When I became sexually aware in my life, their rants about how I should never get...
Prologue: This serialized story is ongoing and hopefully will have many chapters as the characters begin and develop their relationship. This chapter is the first and sets the stage for what happens next. From an erotic standpoint, it might be tame but I assure you dear reader that it gets better. The first couple of encounters are "in the can" and the rest...
We were eating supper underneath the new pergola I recently built. The warm air of the evening was gently being moved by two outdoor ceiling fans. The tiki-torches were doing their job keeping all forms of flying insects at bay. It was a near perfect evening. It would turn perfect when my wife would describe her pledge week and initiation into a sorority, du...
They were on the bed, completely naked with her lying on her back and him on his side. He was running his fingers gently along her chest and kissing her neck. The sensations were tantalizing and she was no longer letting her inhibitions hold back her moans. The bath had made her sleepy, resulting in an ethereal feeling running all throughout her body. "Mmm,...
This story was told to me by Lisa. I wrote it with her help and permission. We both hope you enjoy it. ******* It was Friday morning when the phone rang. I picked it up and it was Robert, the director of my last shoot. He asked me if I would fly down to the Caribbean later this morning as he wanted me to check out a location for his next movie and he als...
Thank you all for your comments and suggestions. Feel free to keep giving your ideas. I love to hear them. I will place a ** where triggering content is found. Triggering content includes: BDSM, slavery, pet-play, prostitution, human furniture I hope that you enjoy! "Sir," Gisselle said softly. Her big eyes looking up at Cadence with a pouty expression...
She spent Thursday night out. Friday was what had become our new normal. A deluxe meal for her (poached salmon) a slave appropriate meal for me (a grilled cheese sandwich and a potato) then some TV time followed by a beating that made certain I remembered my status before being allowed to be her waiter, maid, tongue, spittoon and footstool for the rest of th...
"Consider it an early Christmas present. Just, whatever you do, don't let your mother see," she said with an impish smile as she handed over the big carry bag. "She'd have a coronary." Jody desperately wanted to check the contents, but at the same time was scared to -- knowing Sammi, anything could be in there. So, instead, she carefully stowed the bag besi...