I would just like to say, on the record, that most men are pussies. Oh sure, they talk real big and fuck real hard (when they want to anyway) but all it takes to reduce one to putty is the slip of a nipple or, if you're feeling a little meaner, one quick comment about his inability to make you cum more than once. Low blow? Bull shit. What's the point in havi...
You are lounging in your chair in front of the TV while I relax on the sofa reading a book, my feet resting on the ottoman. Every once in a while you glance over to see what I am doing. I am only wearing a collar (as instructed by my master) and a small apron. You smile indulgently at my forgetfulness. Earlier I was cooking dinner for us and I had forgotten...
My husband John belongs to a car club, we have a red tee top 1970 Corvette Stingray. I love that car and go to most of the events with my husband and we have met a lot of nice people along the way. Not long ago John wanted to enter the car in competition and asked if I would wear some sexy outfits and model standing with the car to get the judges attention....
I had been teaching undergraduate school for about 3-years when I met Nancy over a summer semester. She was in the front row of my beginning accounting class. Bright, cheerful, eager, and slightly older at 32 than I, she sat pertly, directly in front of me as I moved back and forth across the front of the room, trying to elicit responses from mostly brain de...
The wind blew that night as Kitty drove along the winding country road through forests and farmlands. Her headlights shone against clouds of leaves funnelling across the asphalt and she had to drive slowly to stay on the road and avoid slamming into a tree when rounding a bend. Why had she taken this route when she could have driven to a major highway? Partl...
The air was stifling. Though the lobby was air conditioned, the old Montreal humidity seeped through the hotel's main doors and seemed to rest on the nape of her neck. Of course, the walk from the bus stop and the brewing anticipation didn't help to keep her cool. She stood at the elevator door waiting for it to reach ground floor, shifting her weight and sm...
Long red velvet dress with a slit all the way up my thigh. Low cut in the front showing more than a hint of cleavage and very low cut in the back resting on the tip of my bum. Long, tight sleeves bunched at my wrists. I stood in front of the mirror tilting my head to put in my single solitaire earrings. I tussled my hair a little and tweaked the lipstick on...
It's been a while since I've had the time to share any more stories with you but it's just been one of those years. I started a new business, gotten a year older and just enjoyed all the stories you all have shared. But I remembered this the other night as Jasmine and I were partaking of one another's pleasures. I had one vibrator in her pussy and one up he...
"So, that's you booked in for tomorrow evening at 6pm. You have my address and phone number already. I would suggest that between now and then you refrain from touching yourself at all. Just so that we can make the most of it tomorrow. Any other questions?" "No", I replied "I'm looking forward to seeing you, if a smidgen nervous as well." "Don't you worry...
"Dom searching for his Sub" was the headline and the ad itself just as swift. "If you think you might be the one, interested and would like to learn more, send me a message." There was no name, email address or a description of him, only a box to type in your reply and send it off into cyberspace in hopes that they would receive it. It began with simple cl...