"I've got special plans for this weekend," Biri purred. It didn't take too much imagination for Leif to determine what those plans would be. His girlfriend's outfit made some very clear statements in that regard. "Can you even breathe in this, sweetie?" "As long as I don't laugh," she chuckled and let her latex-gloved hands slide along the skimpy rubber d...
She sits in the darkness, the leather from the hotel chair cold on her bare bottom, staring at the brightly lit area around the bed. The three cameras aimed at the bed, the lights so bright that the rest of the room might as well not be there. It would be odd her sitting here wearing a red satin under bust corset, black sheer opera gloves, fish net stockings...
At 35, Ted had seen a lot of women. Not romantically, but professionally. His job was such that he would have a queue of women (many barely women) outside his shop. Ted was a bodypainter who traveled around the world following carnivals. A month in Spain, another in Mexico, that was his life. Eager tourists getting set to "gel with the locals" always lined u...
SMACK! Looking down at my 22 year old fuck-buddy, I could see his eyes water as a blush rose on his cheek. He was collared, on his knees and begging for my cock, which hung half hard in front of his face. We played infrequently, but when we did, he knew the role of submissive he was to play. Tonight, as part of my deviousness - I had upped the ante. I woul...
He stared at the panties in his drawer. White, neatly folded, freshly worn. He felt his loins twitch. His head swam but he knew he could not show emotion. This was a test. He gingerly moved the panties aside, took out his class register, and slid the drawer shut. In front of him, a dozen eighteen-year-old Japanese girls sat behind their desks, each looking d...
In the dark and the still of the night, I awoke with my breasts so engorged I thought they'd explode. The top three buttons at the bodice of my nightgown were gone, I hadn't even heard them pop off. I sat up and let out a sound that was part-yelp, part-wail. Presently, Daddy came in from the Master suite to see what all the bleating was about. "Well look at...
(Warning –this and later chapters describe William's participation in Pony play and describes heavy BDSM and pain scenes which may not be enjoyed by all readers. Do Not Read if you cannot handle this type of fantasy and please remember, it is fantasy. If you do not enjoy this story or any of my writings, I'm certain that there are thousands of other stories...
Author's Note: This is my first submission. Please, throw fresh fruit only. I will warn you now that there is PLOT in this. Not just smut. It is a story. Anywho, I hope you enjoy it. I do not have an editor, and if this does well and people want more chapters, I'll hunt one down, tie 'em up and make sure everything here on out is proof read. Please feedback....
He looked like a caliph, straight out of the movies, seated on a pile of pillows and furs. He wore a black silken robe, belted with a royal purple sash that held a jeweled dagger. Close to his right hand, on a golden pillow, like a lethal snake lay a coiled, leather drover’s whip. At his left was another man, wearing a burnoose and robe. He prote...
The hour passed slowly, her body's continued torture making the minutes drag. At last, Blaine returned, bringing with him her salvation. She breathed heavily, the vibration in her pussy making her horny for him. "Well pet, have you learned a little self-control?" He asked her. Violet took another breath. "Yes Master, pet has learned." She replied. She didn...