Edited by Angel Love We met online in a game room. We were not even thinking anything could come of the little flirting comments. It was a bingo site; how ridiculous a story that would be to tell. Then we moved into private chats. Late night goodbyes and hints of wanting to meet. I knew you had a partner but weren't at all happy with how things were between...
She sits in the back seat of the car. Damn why do I do these things to myself, she is thinking. You were warned, still hearing the words "Don't dally this time." still in her head, and the firm smack on the ass as a warning. She can feel his eyes on her at every stop. She dare look up. You kept him waiting again, she keeps thinking. As they pull into the dr...
The first time I bought and used a vibator was so...hot. I was 19 at the time and in collage. It was funny that it took me this long to add a peace of hardware to my sexual arsional, it wasn't like I was at all inexperinced with sex or anything like that. After all, I had already made love to several other women and not just some teenage experimental shit. I...
It was a magical evening in the eternal kingdom of dreams. Everyone was invited, among the pairs gliding along in gentle waltz you could occasionally detect a familiar face; there was Rita Hayworth, dancing with some lucky guy. Sophia Loren, with her partner. The long-legged Cyd Charisse moving with unmatched grace, except for Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire,...
Dr. Deanna's office is in a converted mansion on New York's Fifth Avenue, across from Central Park. The structure was spacious. Her interior designer found an effective way to divide the space into workable units: accordion partitions. They are solid enough to create exam rooms and offices with privacy, yet flexible enough to easily fold up so a larger space...
Archive-101- Dawn of the Femdom world. Archive 101 from the year 2150. This classified document would serve as a short history of the growth of the female dominated world as we know of today. I will also be analyzing the life of a few test subjects in the year 2150, beginning from Archive 102. Let us begin. ******************* Year 2063: It was...
She sits in the back seat of the car. Damn why do I do these things to myself, she is thinking. You were warned, still hearing the words "Don't dally this time." still in her head, and the firm smack on the ass as a warning. She can feel his eyes on her at every stop. She dare look up. You kept him waiting again, she keeps thinking. As they pull into the dr...
This story was inspired by, and is dedicated to, the magnificent Whiptress. I arrive at Mistress's at the appointed hour. I brush lint off my navy blue suit. As I straighten my red tie I feel the black leather collar under my shirt. The small lock is positioned directly behind the knot in my tie. I ring the bell, and Mistress opens the door. She says nothi...
Tom sat on the park bench and watched his wife queuing at the ice cream stall. They were both hitting 40 this year and he couldn't help ruminate on the nature of his relationship as they planted their feet firmly in middle age. He loved her, no doubt about that but did he desire her? Yes and no. They still had sex and whilst infrequent it was always good and...
Amber Okazaki looked around in the small classroom in the Psychology Department located on the second floor of Franz Hall at UCLA. With only 17 other students, many seats were available in the classroom which seated 30. Amber took a seat towards the back of the room, noticing that the awkward, self-conscious French exchange student, Pierre, was sitting in th...