(Hey so this is my own version of sexgundam666's futa note, my absolute fav author. He gave me authorization to post this story of mine. I hope you'll all enjoy this story, its one of my first ones. And please bear with me for the first few mins) ***** Damn school sucked. I was sitting in my third lesson of math, consecutively. All I did was stare out th...
Slowly her eyes open and she stretches luxuriously, feeling the cool satin sheets soothe her heated flesh. She barely remembers falling asleep next to him, and in a rush feels frantically around for him. A warm voice from across the room comforts her immediately. "Sleep well, my pet?" comes the inquiry from her beloved Master. Blushing furiously she nods qui...
"Chris! What a pleasure you're gracing us with a visit!" "Hi, Marc!" He comes around the counter to give me a welcome hug in which I press my breasts against him. "I thought you were till on a climbing expedition." "I'm back already," I answer, "but now I gotta train for the next big project. That's why I'm here." Being a sponsored world-class athlete s...
Mark reflected on the joys of being a lifeguard as he let himself and his girlfriend Kristy into the pool, this year he was at Brighton Village Pool which was probably the most secluded and least-used pool ever. Most of the houses around the area were deep in the woods and people had their own pools... he didn't even know why a community pool had been built...
I left the bathroom door open, hoping that before too long I'd get some company in the whirlpool. Nice bathroom, this motel gave it's clients. Big sink with a long counter top available to put all your goodies on, or to put someone on. My brain had not shut down yet, but after all the fun the three of us had been having so far, my aching muscles needed a war...
By Mistress Machiavelli as told to DJK The following is a parody of Machiavelli's "The Prince", the 16th century instruction guide for city-state rulers. It is also written as a submissive's fantasy. Upon this a question arises: whether it is better for the Goddess to be loved or to be feared? Of course the answer is that the Goddess must be both loved a...
Sam paused for a moment in the corridor, dazed. Then he quickly attempted to tidy himself up, fixing his trousers and cummerbund back in place and checking for cum stains on his trousers; Susie had been too good for that though. He was spotless still, and had cooled down enough to look presentable. He turned right, and went back through the lobby door. A co...
Working at Le Boulanger a top restaurant in the city is not for the faint of heart. For a chef the hours are brutally long, the pace is relentless and the heat in the kitchen is energy draining. For a server dealing with demands of discerning guests while maintaining poise cannot always be justified for a tip. The center of this maelstrom is the kitchen line...
While everybody was in the drinking and partying with the blaring music, Tim and his girlfriend sneaked out to an empty corridor. He tugged her hand while she obediently followed him in the dimmest spot of hall. She leaned against the wall and shuffled about nervously. He pressed his chest on her. Her arms awkwardly reached for his shoulders. She looked at...
After the first encounter with my new soccer mom slut I felt a little awkward. Even though I was no stranger to intense BDSM relationships (I had already had many sub girlfriends), the motel room deflowering of an almost complete stranger was the most extreme thing I'd done up to that point. Before that I had always known my subs fairly well before becoming...