The moment I had been thinking about for over a year, and had been actively setting up for four months, had finally arrived. I looked carefully at Cindy's face, or at least as much of it as I could see around her blindfold, and pressed my dick to her lips. Her eyes shot open (underneath the blindfold). I could see a wave of tension as it coursed through he...
Anya I had the dream again last night. It's been so long since the last time, that I'd forgotten how utterly real, how devastating, it is. I awoke in tears, as I always do, though the dream itself is invariably happy. The place, the events, the people, are always different; but it is still the same dream. This time I was on a beach, somewhere on the Medit...
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. The characters in this story are the intellectual property of someone else. No revenue was generated from the posting of this story. In other words, it's just for fun. ______________ Ryu's kick barely grazed the top of her he...
She had always been interested in the idea of giving herself openly to a man but had never had the chance until she had met Max at a local munch about a month ago. There had been an instant spark between them and the more they talked the closer they had become, she had even told him her deepest desires and he instantly took an interest in making them come tr...
Charlie was a 59 year old over weight twice divorced bachelor whose sex life was non-existent. His sex drive was still high but other than his own hand, he had nothing to satisfy it. He wrote sex stories about all sorts of wild erotic fantasies, but never really thought that dreams sometimes come true! The knock on the door to Charlie's small apartment surp...
The plane was descending into Pittsburgh. I tried to sleep during the flight so I could be rested when I arrived but I was excited to see him, and nervous. So many times we had written about a visit where I would be submissive to him. I had not seen him in a long time and I missed him, I wanted him, but I was afraid at the same time. He kept hinting that he...
Cynthia was an old friend. She and I had been good friends for a long time. I knew her, and trusted her with my life and heart. She had never failed me. It was at her instigation that I went out with a dear friend of hers. This friend was someone from another group, another gathering that I had never met. Cynthia was a friend, but she also had her secrets to...
My first husband and I had a lot of hot sex during the first month we were dating: Nothing new or particularly exciting, just sex and lots of it. But then I got pregnant and since then, our sex life had deteriorated to the point of non-existence. I was unfulfilled emotionally as well. He was caught up in work and I was left taking care of the home, our daugh...
Mary sat at her desk and sighed. She was tired and her breasts and pussy were painfully tender from the previous night's abuse. She wished she was still in bed asleep, or better yet, in a nice hot bath soaking her poor, bruised flesh. It was a cool, sunny Sunday yet she was at work trying to catch up on paperwork. Her job was tedious and it bored her, but sh...
"Yes, Slave, you're dressing for the evening. It's a cocktail party. Dress classy but sexy. A short black dress with stilettos would be appropriate." You rush to dress appropriately already slick and wet from this voicemail message. You pick an expensive black dress that clings to your body. The material is almost like silk but it is stretchy and hugs your...