Little did I know this calm summer afternoon would bring one of my fantasies to life. Sir and I had been discussing how to turn this particular fantasy into reality. I had been instructed to place and ad for a young black male to meet us. Well after much search this particular one contacted us and arrangements were made. I am sure he was most interested in g...
The woman was sprawled in the middle of the lane. Peter Sheperd had to slam the brakes on to avoid running her over. The car stopped with a screech. He cried out with relieve and stared at his trembling hands. Then he thought that there was probably no difference if he had run her over or not. The woman seemed to be dead already. She was lying motionless on...
We had arranged to meet halfway, the journey from my home was trouble free yet inside me I could feel some nervousness and anticipation kicking in. The months of flirting, midnight and early morning texts and messages sent and received to the baring of our bodies and the insights into each others minds and darkest fantasies revealed which rapidly changed to...
She stood and walked over to me. Setting her coffee down, she knelt then curled her legs under as she leant on my knee. "Choi," she said softly. "What?" I asked, leaning forwards. "Oh, nothing," she replied." "What?" I said more softly. "It's just that I feel a little bit afraid. Will you hold me?" I reached down and pulled her up onto my lap, holding...
You walked into my apartment. Nothing unusual, or unexpected about that. You had a key, and usually came over after work. We have been dating since college, and now the only things keeping us from taking the next step was ourselves. We talk about it, but nothing has come of any of our talks. But tonight... I barely let you get out a word, before I fall on y...
I'm home, waiting for you to walk in the door. You're a belly dancer at a local club. You come in the door, crying and I can't see what you're crying about. You're still in your skimpy tummy-showing belly dancing outfit. When, you uncover your navel - and show me the dagger that's inside your navel. You cry helplessly as I see your tummy shuddering - and yo...
In The Apartment After I give her a chance to relax and recover from her orgasm, I ask her, "Are you going to be able to walk or should I carry you back to my apartment?" "While I might be able to walk in a little while, I would very much like for you to carry me. I do think that that it will be faster in your arms, and very much more pleasurable for me th...
After a hard day at the office you go to the gym for a relaxing swim. You walk out of the ladies' changing rooms in your black bikini. It is getting late so the pool is quiet; the few people that are in there give you admiring looks as you lower yourself into the water - I am one of them. I wonder at your perfect, dark skin, slender legs and flat stomach....
The sight of the bench almost makes my knees crumble; I am in awe of its design, the purpose clear by the head, arm and leg supports and the straps in strategic places. You remove the Nipple Clamps; the pain brings a fresh trickle of moisture from my pussy. "Get on the bench," Your Order is short and I scramble to follow it. I climb up and place my legs on...
Sitting in my chair I watch you awaken. Watching as you move your head around trying to see, bringing your tired eyes to focus. You try to move your limbs only to realize that you cannot and you can feel the familiar feeling of rope binding you in place. As I watch you struggle and assess your situation, I think back to what lead up to this moment. Last ni...