Well known for His bondage-related photography, my Master is definitely creative – not just in BDSM, but in life in general. His photographs of people and Nature have won awards, and He has had several solo exhibitions at local libraries and museums. Having played since before He had started kindergarten, He is also a great piano player, usually practicing a...
The mall is crowded, filled with people rushing around. No one is smiling and I am beginning to feel depressed. I am shopping for a wedding gift for a special friend who I have known since my college days. She and her fiance are both good friends, but I am having trouble deciding what to buy. I'm sure they do not want another toaster, or a dreaded punch bowl...
It seems weird when I write it, but this did happen this summer. The next night I am lying on my back. Again, I am seemingly deep asleep; my hands behind my head acting like a pillow, elbows akimbo. I am content, blissfully unaware of the world and its woes, with my fiancé alongside me. Again, I am wearing a little nightie – this one is a different colour...
Chapter 2: The party "Ok bitch, I'm going to invite my friends over tonight for a party. I'm going to text them an invite and I want you to do it. Now go over there and start talking. And you better make it good or I'll post the pictures on my Facebook page." I went over to the corner and started talking while Teri got her phone out again and pointed it at...
Hi, I'm Sam; in my husband's recent series some of you have noticed that there are a missing 30 minutes on the second night, let me fill you ... and him ... in. First, for those not up to speed (and perhaps for those who are!) I'll tell you how I got into the situation and then how those 30 minutes passed. I awoke in the middle of the night and my husband h...
I am a systems and procedures analyst and a damn good one. Now, I know you are thinking: 'What a boring job!' Well, since I am self employed it is not really a job and also maybe not boring the way I do it. The latest system I analyzed is an illegal drug acquisition and processing center. My analysis focuses heavily on the cash flow side of the operation. I...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or over. * Chapter 08: Fun in the kitchen The following weeks I took the initiative to some risky adventures between Carmen and me. In the morning I would walk up behind Carmen in the kitchen and caress her tight ass with Peter still ind the room. When he left we would kiss and caress each othe...
A warm morning and I wake late, the sun on my bed, feeling lazy. I slide a hand down my front, feel my breasts through the cotton night gown, spread my legs a little. I'm horny in a vague way and think about fapping, conscious that I also need to go to the loo. I circle a hand on my belly, feel the pressure inside, slip fingers down over my mound, press ther...
A note as to origins: When I was a college student, I had an intense 18 month relationship with a woman I thought I would marry. We lived together the last semester. When I graduated and entered the army, she had another year of college remaining. I began writing her a weekly erotic letter, always couched in non-pornographic form. She loved the notes and sa...
Sammy was looking forward to the holiday because there will be none at home. He was a paying guest and this was his day. He had kept everything ready and as soon as every one left he dashed down to the kitchen and sneaked into the servants room. He found the nightie there and stared longingly at it. It was a Friday and he knew that she had used it for 4 days...