Farm life agreed with Dixie, her family had owned the Jackson Ranch for 5 generations, acres and acres of rich grazing land, a historic claim over swathes of the Texan Great Plains. Dixie had only known life on the farm, her father had raised her to be a rancher just like the generations before her, so by the time she turned 18 she could ride a horse, tan an...
Like I always seem to do...I had put my mind into overtime by going online and reading some stories about my favorite femdom activities. I guess this is all a part of the torture of this fetish that I love, just because I get all worked up does not mean that my lovely mistress Jackie is also in the mood to play my games. This usually results in days of build...
Here are some "instructions" for your "training," My pet--- First of all, as you read this, I hope you are naked. If not, get naked, NOW (unless you are on your way out, somewhere, in which case, save this for a later time today, when you can devote your full attention to these tasks.) Now that you are free of the distractions of all clothing, we can begin...
Jane was average. She had C cup breasts. She weighed 130 pounds, and was 5 feet and 4 inches tall. She had shoulder-length brown hair, though she's secretly wished to be a redhead. She wasn't all that curvy, she had a few freckles here and there... For the most part, though, Jane was average. Average as hell. She was excited, then, when she found something a...
Natasha was cross. Her supposed trip of a life time to the reputedly sunny and friendly USA was not working out how she planned. She had certainly not been told that snow was likely in New York state's Catskill mountains- in June!- nor that the boss of the law firm where she had secured a job and whose house she had to live in would hardly utter a word to he...
An evil grin spread across his lips as his mind concocted a purely devious sexual torture for her. He wanted to make her squirm, squeal and cry out in pleasure. His thoughts were almost pure evil and turning him on. He quickly made strides to the bedroom to set up his torturous plans. He placed the silk scarf on the bed stand. His hands clutched the instrume...
I watch warm tropical air brushing against your shirt, tapping it lightly against your chest. Your shirt, in a range of colors, accents your hazel eyes. They dance with a hint of mystery in the moonlight. We chat, marveling at our chance meeting in the hallway at the trade show. How long had it been? We'd tried to put memories of our passionate trysts fa...
Omnisun awoke in the dark room surrounded by contentment. He quickly realized why. Underneath him was the body of the drake he had fallen asleep with last night. He pressed his fox-like ear against Entaliv's chest, hearing the slow, yet warm and soothing thump of his heart-beat. He could've fallen back to sleep right then and there, but he had to get the day...
I can see one of our afternoon meetings. You and I are "fuck buddies" as you call it, insatiable together. I arrive after your last class at your apartment. It's early September, warm with a little breeze. You greet me at the door in short cutoffs and a belly shirt; your hair pinned up and back. Our shared grins tell it all. I sweep you into my arms and ki...
"Melt the chocolate in a heavy saucepan over water. Add the egg yolks, espresso, and creme de cacao." I love the moment when the moistened folds deep inside of you become like heavy cream beaten, soft and thick, concupiscent, your pussy the bowl, my fingers the beater. As I go down on you, I am reminded of all the desserts I love best, the ones of luscio...