Yes, you have been naughty. Thinking dirty thoughts and flirting with your married boss. You wear your short skirts and blouse and leave teasing notes on his desk. "Need a bathroom break?" the last one said. "I've got some wet womanly things to attend to . . . wanna watch?" Your boss is a good man, and knows his limits. He explodes telling you about his w...
CHAPTER 3 The smell of Dannie's pheromones was making me giddy. It had been so long since I had last tastes sissy clitty; too long. My mind flashes back to boarding school, Gloucestershire. I was young, under age by English law. It was just after the summer play, and James had decided we should change costumes; boys wear the Shakespearean dresses of the gir...
The next day I got in the car to head for work and turned my cell phone on. I had a text message waiting for me from Lauren. The message was short and to the point: "Milking today at 9:00 A.M. Pick me up in front of school. Be on time. Don't forget the gloves and my money!" Oh shit, I thought, how do I get away from work at 9:00 A.M.? I mentally scanned my c...
Several students from the college next door were hanging out in front of my brownstone when I arrived. Only one stood out – a thin, blond with a brown tweed cap cocked to one side. She was smoking a cigarette. The way she pinched the butt between her thumb and middle finger and took short, quick drags made her look so delinquently juvenile that my cock twitc...
This actually did happen to me, more or less exactly as I typed it, so please no comments on how it couldn't have happened. I know my guy and you don't so ppphhhtttt. :P Oh also, no numbers or anything along those lines so if your wanting to read about 36-32-38 women or 9 inch dicks, it's not here, just hot unbelievable sex. ;) I was up at 8, I had gone to...
I drove home still in a warm afterglow from that excellent milking. I realized that there was something very appealing to my submissive side about being milked like that on my hands on knees. It brought a smile to my face as I pulled into my driveway. I walked into the house with my briefcase turned toward me so my wife didn't see the "got milk?" bumper stic...
She lay in bed, reading the texts from the day before. 'Nice photo' 'You too. Wanna play?' 'A game or...' 'To start, then maybe...' Back and forth they flirted until he told her that she must do something. That something opened up an experience she had never considered. One that liberated her, excited her and released a previously unknown need. The n...
Water flows over me like the hands of a lover, running through my hair, and caressing my breasts warmly to trickle from the tips. They harden ironically against the warmth, but not with cold. i reach for my lathering lover, and work up a creamy froth on the short beard i leave for this very purpose. The dove bar had possibilities right out of the box, but i...
One weekend my boyfriend and I decide to go on a picnic. Right off I ask him where we're going, but he tells me it's a surprise, he won't even let me look in the basket. So I don't even have any idea what we're going to have to eat. He drives for about an hour, until we're out in the middle of nowhere, he turns on to a deserted road, he stops the car when we...
The house was quiet now as I walked slowly up the stairs. I had never lived in this house with my wife before our divorce some years ago and it was untidy. The only reason I was here now was due to the hotel messing up my booking. I was in the city to visit my daughters Kim and Mary who were both teenagers now but the hotel had double booked my room and was...