I heard the garage door open and glanced at the clock. It was 1:15 AM. A minute later the door downstairs opened and closed, followed by footsteps up the stairs. She came into the living room where I was lying on the couch and stopped. “Did you have a good time?” I asked. “Yes, I did. I forgot how fun it was.” She pulled her shirt over her head, then reac...
After two nights of raw passion with my black stud I knew I was hooked and there was no hope for freeing myself from his control. I kept thinking about his new desire with me and wondering if I could allow him to take me anally. Returning to work for the week on Monday I experienced my first time of losing self control. I couldn't refrain any longer from t...
First Let's go over of few things like why you go to a strip club. Admit It You want to get LAID! Wait what about the rules. As far as I am concerned forget the rules. Ever Adult club I have ever been to have said absolutely no touching the girls. Yet I have every time I go I fondle them, suck their tits and even get blowjobs every once in awhile. And if you...
You undress him, slowly, sit him back on the bed, and fit the restraints around his wrists. He tests them, and you are pleased to see they hold, leaving him helpless. You step back, and lean against the wall, running your eyes over him. He is smiling, watching your face, yet still slightly straining against his bonds. His cock is almost hard already, and you...
Hey all I am mike this is my first story for this website. Thanks for reading. On a mid afternoon flight Joe catches an eye of this beautiful woman who is about 5'4 brunette hair about a C cup. He's thinking to himself damn what a fine woman. I wonder if her pussy is shaven I would love to find out. As the announcer said it was last call to board the fligh...
DISCLAIMER: ISABEL IS A WORK OF FICTION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REALITY IS PURE COINCIDENCE. THESE CHARACTERS CAME TO LIFE INSIDE THE AUTHOR'S MIND. THEY DO NOT EXSIST IN THE REAL WORLD. ****************************** "I like girls too," Isabel revealed. She had never said those words to anyone but the man by her side, the love of her life, her husband Bren...
There was supposed to be a wedding. A baby. Sex. Love. Ida McNown was supposed to trade her life, her name for fields full of deer, clouds, and a man who did not love her. But Ida's mother was talking about lace and babies and uniting two clans. It was a dream. But it was not her dream. No, she dreamed of something else. XXX She pulled on his uniform, tu...
He gave me the key to his apartment last week to prove he was through with the other girls. I had been waiting to reward him when he got back into town. I waited on customers that night with a silk and lace outfit under my waitress uniform, black sheer stockings with lace and bow trim leading from thigh to garter over crotch-less panties and a bustier with e...
The Chef and the Writer (Lisa and Frank's Excellent Adventures) So, I was invited to attend an Erotic Writer's Symposium. It was an honor, because some of the country's finest writers were there. I arrived at the Bohemian Absinthe Lounge in Center City, Philadelphia. It's a Whiskey bar with rooms upstairs for private parties, discussions about sex, lifestyl...
It's the reality of the cold metal barrel of a gun pressed into your throat. It is every alley rape that you have never been the victim of. It is the torture scene you saw in that movie, and you weren't quite sure why you got so wet. This is my world. Pressed against the cement wall by the hands of a man who will never be my lover. The whole thing is changi...