After a long evening of studying, practicing, and of course grooming myself, I woke to a message from Mistress. The message read; Sissy Jolie, douche your pussy, bath yourself, and be ready to meet. Make sure you douche and your trainer is inserted. I'll be over around 11 and I expect you to be in matching bra, panties and your heels. Also, ensure your cocks...
I have never told a soul about this and probably never will but after discovering this site, and reading all of the different stories I think I can anonymously tell my story. I've been itching to tell someone, but I think this will serve as my outlet. It is the only time I have ever cheated on my husband and I can remember every detail as if it yesterday. It...
She liked the way it felt, being in control. The sex was just pay-off. Knowing when she was done, she walked away without another thought... that was a high she couldn't get from anything she'd tried. His eyes rolled back in his head as his lids fluttered down. She looked at his face, flushed and red with strain lines marking his forehead. She dug her nails...
(Sorry about the mix up -- wrong story in what I thought was in the right spot. Oops! Silly me!) * The phone on the bedside table trilled impertinently. Michael reached over, annoyed by the unfamiliar terrain of the motel's anonymous dresser, fumbled around for his specs, put them on, grabbed the phone, looked at the number. Curious. Not only unrecognized...
Marie awoke the next morning to a tinkling sound. The fog was slow to lift since she was used to taking her sweet time waking up. So it took a while for it to register that someone was stirring something somewhere in her apartment. She sat up quickly and stared out her bedroom door and into the kitchen. The intruder was blonde, when she turned and smiled Mar...
This is a follow up to Saturday Night Showcase; readers must be aware, there are multiple sex scenes in this story and the story is long. ***** It seemed that Saturday wouldn't come fast enough and only two thoughts crossed my mind: The Glory Hole and Mr. Stoneheart. Every few minutes, the thoughts combined and I imagined worshipping his cock. Wordlessl...
Hi everyone this my 1st story I so hope you like it! If you have any questions or constructive criticism I say bring it on down(Price as right style when Bob Barker was on... yea im that lame!)lol Alright enough of my blabbering I now give you Get up! To get down!~~~ TheGirlCantHelpIt~~~ "Mmmmmh yea! Oooooh yes god! Move over! OOooooh deeper deeper ...."...
Sunlight pours through the eastern window of their shared bedroom, stirring her from sleep. She groans and stretches under the white linens, wrapping herself in them and tugging them over her head. The bed smells like skin and sex from the night before, and she wishes that she were waking next to Daddy in the bed. On her days off, she doesn't set an alarm an...
Author's Note: Thanks for all the kind feedback & comments on chapter 01. This chapter does a lot to set up the rest of the story, so there isn't a ton of sex. Please hang in there with me and there will be much more sex in the chapters 3-?? I hope this one is sexy enough to keep you interested! ---------------------------------------- I'm not sure how lon...
Stories in this series were an attempt to write about sex from a woman's perspective. I really did want to write about an older woman who becomes a willing, insatiable slut for men with big cocks. I plan to drive this to the end of the string if there's a response and a demand. Along the way special thanks for inspiration goes out to Dazmine, Annette Bishop...