Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. We are taking a short break right now whilst she concentrates on her studies. This is the continuing story, written by both of us, telling of how we first met ... * PART 8 Slut (14) ... Sold. Sold like a slave. Forced to display my slave body in every imaginable revealing manner. Forced to cum a...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimer: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. *.* .*. *.* .*. *.* She had been a cute nineteen year old secretary, administrative assistant when he met her. She had recently graduated from Oakle...
its 7:15 and i'm awake. her hair is soft and in my ear and my thumb lightly rub rub up her forefinger. our hands are still clasped half under the sheet and together for so long, our palms are glued moist and warm. i listen to her breath in her sleep and she smells wonderful. and then she smells like motor oil. as i smile and begin to drift i squeeze her hand...
David stood before the receptionist at the outpost near the colony. He was silent while she read his letter of acceptance and studied his file. After a few moments she looked up at him and asked, "How long have you been taking the supplements we recommended?" "Um, three weeks," he answered in a shaky voice. He had been looking forward to this day for over a...
It had occupied her thoughts all day and it had sent a tingle from her head right down her spine into her nether regions. She craved for it, she wanted him to render her helpless and vulnerable. And he usually did just that, often and whenever he pleased. He was the one who knew of her deepest longings and who knew how to get into her head with his demands...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* Chad Boyle sat on the bench and watched the Saturday afternoon shoppers parade by. The Courtyard Mall in Pinoak, Louisiana was designed to be...
(This new ending picks up toward the end of a story by me titled "Tricia Rides First Class". I wasn't satisfied with the original version, so have revised it here. It now ties in with other short stories I've written under my pseudonym tribalsurf. Hope you enjoy this addition!) * "Grab your coat and the drinks and follow me, sugar britches," I laughed. "I'...
The black leather ankle brace was his favorite brace for her. He really loved all her braces when she wore them for him or when he made her wear them for his pleasure. They had found each other in the depths of the world wide web. With their like-minded interests it was just a matter of time when they would cross paths. And eventually they did cross paths...
All day he had not been able to do anything really. He had watched a lot of TV, listened to music or tried to check his social media which was almost impossible. She would set his phone up in front of him and he tried to awkwardly scroll down the screen to check his sites and chats but he was clumsy and it had been frustrating but at the same time it had b...
I was determined to seduce my husband. We had been married for nearly a year now. It was the second for both of us. I was divorced and support from my ex was sporadic and unreliable. But especially my teenage daughter needed emotional support and a stable home life. He had provided it. His two preteen kids needed a woman in their home to begin to compensate...