My Love, I sit thinking of how we first met. Not an uncommon meeting, but yet uncommon in how it seemed to move so quickly to love. Not just a love of simplicity either. From the start it seemed to be different than just becoming aquaintances. It moved smoothly, and as I look back I was pretty agressive. Not really what I usualy seem to be, but pulled by a...
It started innocently enough. Well, not really. Brett and I had been friends since high school. Never really romantically involved though. After college we both found ourselves in careers while most of our friends were married and started families. We were spending more time with each other. Again, not in a romantic sense. Both of us dated, Brett more than m...
God, I couldn't believe it, here I was, tied up with my erection poking through the plastic ring...and Daphne was tease-torturing me as I clutched the string to the plastic ring in my mouth...oh God. The door opened, and Master Tanner came in behind her, brandishing a pair of children's scissors that he'd borrowed from my son's room. Playfully, Tanner ran th...
The biker leader will call when he is ready to use the wife again. Several years ago ukresearcher wrote the excellent "Hell's Angels". It ended with a wife having promised a follow-up session after opting to have cooperative sex with the leader of a biker gang. I offered the author my outline for that next story or to write it myself. I received no reply, h...
"You look…nice…" Beth softly complimented, brushing her full lips against Gwen's cheek. "Thank you sweetie…" She returned, glowing from the simple, heartfelt statement. Gwen's cock stirred from the closeness, Beth's light perfume and immaculate femininity. The two friends chatted incessantly within the luxurious confines of Gwen's BMW...
Hey, there. My name is Alicia Sloan Rayshawn. I'm just a curvy and very voluptuous black woman living in Boston. I work as a nurse at Mass General Hospital. My husband Jack Rayshawn is a corrections officer down in Plymouth. He is currently studying Criminal Justice at Bridgewater State College in order to become a police officer. His father Armand Rayshawn...
Normally all it takes is their immediate reaction upon seeing me at their door for me to be able to guess what kind of weekend I'd have. If they're unsure or regretting their decision, it usually shows in that moment, even if they try to hide it. When that happens, I'd cringe on the inside knowing that I'd have an uncomfortable or just plain boring weekend....
My wife put the finishing touches to her attire. She was wearing a tight black skirt, cut above the knee, a black, long sleeved, low cut, figure hugging skirt, under which I knew her to be wearing black, flimsy lacy underwear and garter belt and sheer black, seemed stockings. At the moment she was bare-foot, but she would be slipping into black stilettos on...
The next morning I took my first tour of the new plant. An interpreter was assigned to me. Carmen was a very nice looking and very intelligent individual. I immediately trusted her to interpret both what was explained to me and my questions back. I also made a mental note to engage her to teach me Spanish and the local dialect so I wouldn't always have to re...
As Syndi had explained to Austin, "You aren't supposed to be my boyfriend, you're a submissive. If I want you to spend all your waking hours outside of work kneeling in the corner, naked, that's what you're going to do." Not to mention of course that Austin had been chaste, locked in his Tube for nearly four months. Syndi seemed to have forgotten about him!...