We have had a pretty easy day on the exhibition stand today which is good especially considering our night of filthy sex the night before. The highlight of the day so far thought is that you have managed to hit it off will a 'girl' from one of the other stands. The rest of us have spent the majority of the day ribbing you for pulling! Although I know that i...
Most of my friends and family would agree that I seem to have a knack for knowing about things before they happen. Call it precognition. Sometimes the knowledge comes in dreams, sometimes just a hunch, sometimes in the guiding voice I've learned to listen to. This knack is often handy, like the day I postponed a trip to the bank to deposit some checks, only...
This is the third part of a trilogy involving my wife and I enjoying threesomes with a younger male co-worker of hers and a young woman who lived next door. * Our adventures with other couples and threesomes are limited in number, and we honestly do not fit the classic definition of swingers but the adventures we have had have been memorable. Our experi...
I looked down at my breasts as I stood naked in the lovely little private garden, while my employer, Patricia, and her assistant Charisma, debated how to start my next hour's punishment. My breasts thrust out beneath me like two oversized melons, the skin taut and stretched, veins showing across their voluminous spheres. This was because they were imprisone...
"If we were alone in private, what would you do? Would you kiss it?" She asked. "What?" I replied, stunned, embarrassed to have been caught gawking at her perfectly formed ass. "I love how red you get, how embarrassed you are, it's so cute!" She was the newest junior partner and she was celebrating hard at our Christmas party. "Thanks for voting for me." S...
When I was young, I was an axe - bloody, yes, and dangerous, but without subtlety. Even during the times before I was a leader, when I was merely my father's bargaining tool, a decorative toy, I ruled my own bedroom and my slaves with force and cruelty. My wise old tutor would sigh, understanding my anger but trying vainly to teach me that being feared and h...
There is still so much I have to learn. How could I forget that my Master is all powerful and all knowing? That all I see or do or experience is at the hand of my Master? That I exist only to serve him? But the last shred of self has not yet been extinguished in this slave. So when I see her, sitting across the terrace from us, glorious in the sunlight...I...
Whatever desire that had overtaken me had completely faded now, leaving me to berate myself for my weakness and stupidity. Crossing my arms over my naked breasts, which still heaved slightly with the last remnants of our tender sex (which I refused to call lovemaking on principle's sake), I too tried to distance myself from you. As the answering machine bee...
It's often been said that you find out not who or what you think you want but that which you need when you least expect it. I find this to be true, mainly because it happened to me. The name is Khadra Al-Jubeir and I was born in the City of Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Somali immigrant mother. As a Muslim immigrant woman living in th...
Peter could feel the heat raising through his body, his breathing becoming heavier as he took in the pictures of the big beautiful women magazine he was reading. "God, if I died with my face buried in those tits I would think I'd have gone to heaven," he thought as his hand moved down under the bed covers. Turning the page, he took in the sight of the fu...