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For the last several years, my wife, Judy, and I have discovered that she has exhibitionist tendencies that have proven to be a source of stimulation for us both, though she usually tends to act the victim to my encouragement of her displays. Up until this night these play times had only resulted in great sex between us after she becomes turned on by the loo...
Julie's left hand immediately grasped the base of his shaft while her right hand continued to stroke him with hard, rapid movements. She moved her head back slightly and to the left in order to get a better view of his orgasm. "Catch it! Catch it!" she screamed, as I watched Craig's entire body freeze under the girl's insistent tugging. The first spurt of...
As the party were shown into the Tabernas' large dining hall for the main meal, Ria was kicking herself. She can't believe she hadn't recognized the man at the hotel earlier as Carlos Sanz, the number one driver for the Cabo Blanco Racing Team. She was staring at Carlos. He looked so different than the photos in the CIA files that Ria had seen on him. Ria f...
I drifted slowly into the waking world, dim memories of erotic dreams drifting away like tattered cobwebs. I hovered for a long time on the border between sleep and wakefulness, lightning flashes through my mind of pornographic images. Me on a table, strapped down in the center of a white room, men in white gowns and strange masks gathered around me, shoving...
Copyright Andyhm. 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years...
Dee sat next to her husband Tom in the dim light of the plane, their hands were cuffed in front of them and fastened to a steel bar running down the length of seats. Dee did not remember much from the night before when they encountered a group of men with guns who forced them into a van and injected them with something that made them sleep. They were on the...
Her hair is like blood, her eyes violet jewels And she governs the fates of all whom she rules. Her voice is of silk, but her words are of steel. Look in her eyes, and your fears become real. A blossom of blood, with thorns that can kill, She will bend all your dreams to the ways of her will. Her beauty is pure as the clear driving rain, But to enter...
"Don't be scared, my lor... my lady," the slave girl realised her mistake as soon as she said it and quickly lapsed into silence as one of the guards on the door sniggered and said something to his fellow, who laughed. Tristan de Hont went red, if he'd been a real man he'd have grabbed a sword from his sheath or even just a stool and taught the curs a lesso...
=========CHAPTER TWO==THINGS GET STEAMY========== Prague, Kingdom of Bohemia, Austrian Empire October 1853 Antonín Čapek (pronounced Cha-peck) was an engineering apprentice, working under the moderately famous Heinrich Hahnrei, owner and proprietor of Hahnrei's Hydraulics. Heinrich, the fifth son of a minor Austrian noble family, used what little capital...