The new store was probably there about a month before I noticed it. Set just off on a side street is was close enough to downtown to be close to the action, but off enough to give visitors a bit of privacy when dropping in to shop. I was on the way home around six pm, having gone to hit the gym and get showered up after work when I decided on a whim to drop...
This chapter has Anastasia simply exploring the power her body has over a gym instructor who has the hots for her. She has seen how his abs look when he runs on a treadmill or uses the leg press for hours, and she can't wait to have his massive body on top of hers as she tries to control how good he feels buried inside her depths. Also contains cheating, cuc...
It had been just over a week since the fateful day my ego had been making promises I was increasingly unsure my body could deliver on. And tonight Sandy was coming over "for a few drinks" and to see what happened. I flitted between bouts of extreme nervousness and extreme excitement. I would often find myself picturing scenario's in my head and they were all...
Later on that day I make my way into central London and Leicester Square. I'm expecting the cinema where Jess and I are having our 'meet-up' to be one of the big ones that you see on TV when the Brits have a premiere with the stars in attendance. There's none in the vicinity by the name of the Prince Charles though, and I struggle to find a local to ask, the...
The two young couples sitting in the front row had no idea what to expect from tonight's entertainment. Something sexy and exciting the tickets had promised. So far they'd enjoyed a bondage display and a rubber fetish fashion parade. The bondage was mainly tying up nubile and lithesome young ladies, with exaggerated hour glass figures. These same curvaceous...
A big thanks to 29wordsforsnow for his help editing. Couldn't do this without his help. From Claire to Davina Pt4: Are you game? The text read: Tease me Please me Lick me Suck me If you're worthy, you will get to fuck me. Oh no, my wif...
This is a work of fiction, the characters are not real. I have always seen myself as a confident, intelligent and modern girl, growing up in Pakistan I lead a very privileged existence and my family have only ever encouraged my life goals. Moving to America was a big step, but I believed I could do some good here, both for me and my family. Pakistan is mal...
As my wife hangs from the display hook in Jackson's house, I am busy sucking my fourth or fifth cock of the night, a number that will surely double or triple by morning. Emma, my wife, is mostly clad in latex. Her arms are bound together with a latex arm sleeve and attached to the massive hook that comes down from Jackson's 15-foot ceiling. She is on displa...
Walking back into the suite, I felt the cold air blowing on my wet skin, causing shivers to flow through my entire body and goosebumps to pop up. Also, another undesirable effect occurred as I felt my nipples become hard as rocks underneath my bikini, which was a detail that did not go unnoticed by Vivian. As soon as the door was closed behind us, I heard th...
I was released from the haven of my mistress' crotch and she stood by me in a central position, flexing her cane in readiness for my punishment as we watched the gimp's misery. The wickedly pencil-skirted headmistress that was Arabella, placed the black dish from earlier at her feet, and ordered the gimp down to it in full view of the eager crowd of women. A...