Naomi sat at her desk trying to sift through her email. With her eyes fixed on the screen, her hands reached down on the desk and grabbed a hair clip, quickly pulling her hair off of her neck. It was the hottest day of the year so far, one of those unseasonably hot April days and Naomi was excited to be wearing a dress for the first time in months. Her phone...
This is the first story I have written. Please give your opinion in the comments section. I welcome the criticism to help with improving my writing. Nathaniel walked up to the door of The Den, it's scarlet door a beacon in the seedy back alley. As he entered, the receptionist took in the 6'5 giant. His dark hair just a bit too long and his eyes so black...
Author's note; This is not intended as a how to guide. This is merely to increase your knowledge on this subject. Always hire a professional. Branding is an extreme form of temperature play. Basically, short curved pieces of metal are heated with a blowtorch, then pressed into the skin so as to make an ornamental burn. There are several methods of brandin...
A micro mini skirt, peek-a-boo corset, thigh highs, high heel ankle boots and a leather collar with a large ring at its center lay on the bed with a note: "Instead of you regular girl's night out, I need you here to play hostess for poker night. I promise the missed night out will be worth it." I quickly and eagerly dress. I put the beer in the refrigerato...
Even with my eyes clothes I could feel the hand on my belly slide down between my legs. My thighs, as if on there own accord, parted like the red sea giving full access to my soaking wet pussy. But the hands did not touch me there they trailed against my inner thigh careful not to touch any of my naughty parts. The hands moved back down my thighs, up my hips...
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yessssssssss!!" 'Mother fuck! Really?!' she thought. Martha had the remnants of a euphoric look on her face, but it was mixed with a look of extreme annoyance. She looked at the 'grease monkey' who had just helped her achieve a raging, Earth-shaking orgasm and shook her head. Her legs began to feel like they would be able...
Author's note: This is the first part in a multi-part story detailing a couple's final hours together. I purposely withheld too many extraneous details regarding character development, external description and background because, for me, it is the eroticism, the sex and the connection that fuel my stories and me. These stories are me. **********************...
I closed my lips around his right nipple and sucked. He brought his hand up to the back of my head and said, "Bite..." in a tone that was almost an octave lower than his normal voice. I used my teeth and bite gently at first, rolling his nipple between my teeth and flicking my tongue across it as well. Whoever said woman can multi-task was correct that's f...
Throughout history, beauty has been one of the ideas that have propelled the human race. Legend says that wars have been fought over beauty. Beauty in the form of art has been stolen during wars, and personal beauty has been mimicked (Marilyn Monroe look-alike contests) and copied (breast augmentation, rhinoplasty). When it comes to pinning a specific answer...
In the 1950s it was imperative that well to do families turned their young daughters at 18 into, Ladies. Equally, the bottom end of the class scale, the working class, had to turn their young daughters at 18 into skilled servants to work in the big houses and hotels in their region. Discipline showed no such class barriers, if it was not right, it was puni...