Foreword: This story written by request. Thanks for the idea, "Dominique", and I hope it's to your liking. --- I don't think I could've been more uncomfortable. Here I was, thirty years old and back in high school. Well, not as a student, but as something of a guest speaker-slash-substitute teacher. A combination of a teacher's shortage in the local catho...
I woke in the morning to Jennifer sucking my cock. She had pulled the sheets off the bed and was kneeling between my legs, licking up and down the shaft. Every few passes she would let it slide into her mouth and wash the head with her tongue. Her other hand was busy teasing at my anus, sliding a little in to massage my prostate. I sighed in pleasure and Jen...
My Monday was not going well. Somewhere over the weekend, I lost my cell phone. I had been calling it from my second emergency line, but there was no answer. I decided to check with every bar I could remember hopping through with my girlfriends, but so far, no luck. That's me: Shelly the irresponsible. I am 24 years old and in my prime bar hopping years. M...
As we entered our hotel suite from the elevator, Jack yanked at my dress as if to remove it but he either had yanked hard enough or the dress was well made enough, it didn't give at all. "I want you out of that dress!" He ordered. "I have been driven crazy by that thing all night." Still a little wobbly from my alcohol consumption, I started to get a litt...
At first I didn't see why everyone thought Angelina Jolie was so hot. I saw the movie Gia where she played the suicidal model and she did several nudity shots during that movie and it was no big deal. I saw the Tomb Raider movie (it sucked) and she looked okay, but I think all the geeks were just projecting their adolescent fantasies for the Lara Croft chara...
I was dreading the thought of going to work. Normally I enjoyed my job but for the next two weeks I was going to have to work with the companies auditors. Great, I thought, instead of flirting with the attractive women in the secretarial pool, I got to work with a couple of stuffy accountants. I arrived at work, dejected, dropped my briefcase off at my desk...
Scene One: Backstage "Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?" I hear Miss Debra's cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the reflection of her pretty face, as she playfully...
After I posted "My French maid Debbie" on nifty, I got an email from Chele who asked me to write a story for her. I had no clue how she looked like and the only thing she mentioned in her email was that she was into humiliation, submission and role-playing. I sat down and started to think about it, but frankly I had run out of ideas. With such limited infor...
The bar was small, and very crowded. The modified dance floor was blonde wood, nicely polished. Quaint was the word. The place was the perfect neighborhood bar- well the perfect neighborhood leather bar. You see arranged artfully around the dance area, with its floor length mirrors, was an array of bondage equipment. A horse, suspension chains and a large bl...
This story was coauthored with a friend, "Somegirl314". ***** (I'm quietly sipping my next scotch). Ok, so let's see... where were we? Your back is against the wall, I'm kissing you passionately - one hand holding your hands above your head - the other on your hip and slowly sliding back to feel the curve of your oh-so-perfect ass. My body pressed ag...