Note: This is not just a sex story, it is more a novella, that contains explicit sex, so be advised, if you don't want a long story, only sex, then please don't read. All references to the Wodaabe tribe are absolutely accurate. Excuse any inaccuracies with regards to time and distance, I have sailed on many seas but I am not a navigator. It seemed to be for...
I lay on the bed beside Judy, casually stroking her firm and still warm bottom as she sighed in contentment. Thirty minutes earlier she had been tied along the length of the padded horse, her ankles spread to the two legs at one end and her wrists to the two at the other. Nipple clamps dangled from each breast and she ground her pussy hard against the smooth...
This is part 2 of the story of Andy and Stephanie. Please read part 1 first, or this won't make much sense! Andy I guess I get why she wants to wait...it isn't like I'd be having a lot of sex if we weren't together. It'll be worth it. She's so sexy. I'll respect her wishes for now and when we're married I'll get to fuck her and she'll suck my cock and it'l...
Plantation chairs were set in casual little nooks of glass and behind divider screens with opaque panes inside the spacious lobby of the Odalisque Resort reception area. Paintings of classical nudes and free-standing sculptures chiseled from wood and stone of people engaged in various artful acts of fellatio, cunnilingus, fucking and extremely sexy bondage...
Her long black hair, which fell down her back in waves, contrasted dramatically with her sky blue eyes. She was a slim little thing at 5 feet 3 inches tall. Her breasts were full and young and her body untried and virginal at 18 years old. She lived in a world that was more like a kingdom and she its princess. She lived on a Georgian plantation in the year...
Peterson's was a typical gentleman's club, several steps down from the more exclusive clubs such as White's, but several steps above the gambling hells and brothels that were so numerous in London. It boasted a comfortable lounge with leather chairs and small side tables where a gentleman could sit and read the newspaper while sipping a glass of fine spirits...
My name is Amy and I grew up in the deep south. My daddy owns a large ranch that raises cattle, horses, corn and milo. The ranch has been in the family since 1802. In the early years, it was known as a plantation, although, since the end of the Civil War, it has been called a ranch. The ranch was first worked by slaves, in the early years and after the Civil...
Chapter one The Fateful Cruise Sherry Wilson put her fork down in exasperation. "Carla. What's the point of having lunch together if all you're going to do is eat? Have you heard a word I've said?" Carla Baxter looked up from her lunch. The smile on her face was forced. "Yes, Sherry, I have been listening. I am just not interested. You know I'm not into t...
Chapter 14 -- New Dixie The next morning Eve had another surprise for her servant. They would not hike back to Paradise Pass, but instead hike directly west. They would spend the entire morning descending a back trail and emerge on the western side of the Island to visit Eve's hometown of New Dixie. As she followed her Mistress down the trail, Trish could...
Lacy was exhausted and irritable. She had been unable to sleep more that an hour at a time for the past week. The temperature had climbed above 100' and remained in the low 90's at night. It was sultry and humid as only it can get in the deep south. Lacy had tried everything to find relief from the oppressive heat. She stood now at her window watching the s...