He pulled into the gravel parking lot at Eddie's Porn Palace. The place was located well outside the city limits, down a winding county road in the piney woods two miles east of the Miracle Mile Racetrack. He was there to do research for a story for a regional porn magazine. He'd been given a paltry advance, but he was intrigued enough about what he'd hear...
I want Daddy to sit in his chair, with the paper, reading. I want him to look up, and see me on my hands and knees, my tail butt-plug deep in my ass, brushing my thighs. A cute pair of ears on my head, and the collar and tag around my neck... and nothing else on. I settle at your feet, and rest my nose against your thigh. You reach down absently, and stroke...
I wonder for the umpteenth time what could possibly be so important that you would need to drag me out into the frigid arctic weather. The day is bitterly cold and my nose and fingers are getting numb. It is snowing, not big fat lazy snowflakes, but medium sized and drizzly, as though the sky is some big snarling dog spitting rabidly with anger. Although it'...
Charles turned Mandy over his lap and pulled her panties down to her ankles. He held her tightly to his lap while spanking her ass. She was struggling to get free, screaming and crying. Charles paid no attention, he just kept slapping his hand on her now bright red ass. Mandy finally quit screaming as it was of no avail. She continued to whimper and cry, as...
It was too damn hot for golf. Way too hot, thought Rick, as he got out of his car outside his golf buddy's posh, private house on the hill. To spend the day sweating one's ass off on a golf course instead of sipping ice-cold vodkas, wearing as little as possible, by the pool would be a sacrilege of sorts. He hoped Jon was of the same opinion on this swelteri...
Cindy sighed as she shut the door behind her. She could almost scream. She had been hoping that Mark would be different. He had seemed so sweet and understanding. Cindy kicked off her shoes angrily, sending one flying into a rather alarmed Mr. Tibbles. The fat calico scattered away in a dash, realizing this was not the most opportune time to be begging for...
"Hi Jack!" "Never say that on a plane." I quipped, stepping through the door and brushing my lips over Kenny's cheek. Kenny smiled politely, returned my greeting and looked over my shoulder. "So, this is the famous Tracy. Nice to meet you," he said, taking her hand in a gentle grip to kiss in welcome. "Charmed, I'm sure." Tracy replied, surprised at such...
I've known you for years. Marriages came and went, but in the background there was always you. There's always been an explosive chemistry between us, but never a chance to act on it. Until there was. Until chance, and a little bit of cunning, allowed us to be in the same city at the same time. I feel like I've waited a lifetime for this. I am returning on t...
Recently, my wife finally decided to let her own sexual imagination bubble out. Its not that she was inhibited, far from it, its that she never allowed herself to take the lead, to be more aggressive. Tina rarely spoke of fantasies let alone making any requests to act them out. Whatever brought this change about; a deeper level of trust, a feeling of boredom...
Carey lives in a trailer park about a mile down the road from Mistress Esmiralda's property. On this evening, I sit cross legged on the floor before her, one exquisitely tanned right leg around my neck, and the sour toes of her left foot wriggling in my mouth, my tongue dancing from cleavage to cleavage. Her trailer is old, but she keeps it spotlessly clean,...