Friday Evening This is a story inspired by the stories written by NYCsubBBW. If you enjoy it, please let me and her know. Also, check out her stories. She writes some good stuff. After reading one of her stories I had to read the rest of them. They were like Lays potato chips or tits, once you have had one; you just want to have them all. Anyway, she soun...
As Kala took a break from decorating the Christmas tree in her classroom, she looked outside onto the snow of that late November morning, and embraced the joy from the beginning of the holiday time. She crossed her soft milky white arms, almost as if she was giving herself a hug. She closed her beautiful hazel eyes, and let the spirit of Christmas overtake h...
Dear Shoeblossom... I must write you about my tenant, Portia. She seems to have taken over the house...she's 23 and a hellion! I gritted my teeth, kneeling on hands and knees on the kitchen table as Portia's thick razor strop crashed against my tender bottom. She swung again, and it landed once again, and tears spurted out of my clenched lids. Can I be...
Lisa had confided in a friend, who'd passed her on to a friend, who knew of a group, one of whose members was David. Eventually, they'd met for coffee. He was older than she, in his late 30s or early 40s. Medium looks, trim build, sandy hair, business-casual dress. She had an impression of self-assurance, but not in any ostentatious way. He seemed more like...
So I'm laying between her legs with my hands under her ass, looking up at her face as she's coming down from her first orgasm in ten years. I'm feeling her ass clench, watching her chest rising and falling quickly as she's trying to catch her breath and seeing her pussy, the pussy that I was just licking, clench and relax as her orgasm sweeps over her again...
Paraphilia Jones stared in massive approval at what to all appearances was an enormous reticulated python growing in the crotch of the passenger seated across from her in the morning express train. She could feel her own wetness as her juices spilled over the plastic seat. She ground her crotch against the rock-like wonders of modern polymer science. She lo...
Eve stood patiently at the end of the dock. Her eyes downcast and her hands clasped in front. The unblemished ivory of her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. The air temperature had dropped to a predawn low. She shivered and then hugged herself. "Eve, they let you go! You're free!" Tim ran out, grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the cabin. "Come insi...
Olivia sat, staring into her cup of tea. After a busy morning at the checkouts, she was glad to be away from the till and quietly stared around her. Across the restaurant, a young woman rustled her newspaper after placing her order with the waitress. Dressed in a navy blue trouser suit and sharp pointed heels, she oozed a raw sense of power and control. Oliv...
Kitten had been with me for about 9 months, had experienced public flashing, flashing truckers (which she loved!), being fingered by a stranger, fucked by a stranger with a HUGE cock, being ass fucked (which she loved and had requested many repeats), so I was hard pressed to come up with something new. Then, one day I was in the big box store and was lookin...
Ch. II: The Streets of Sin City Frankie Mancuso was director of security for the establishment where Dr. Masterson had been found murdered in room 33-B. He knew better than to immediately notify the police. The maid who first discovered the body was sent off with an escort and a substantial amount of cash to visit her family in Mexico City. The first perso...