"Il mundo e fatta per te." My grandfather said this to me a few weeks before his death. The world was made for you. He said it with a laugh that made it seem more like a curse. Anyway, it felt like one. I wondered why? What exactly did he see that would make him say that? I certainly wasn't heading up any alumni associations in honor of my success. No, it co...
The sounds of the partygoers buzzed in the background. It's the big party that your boss threw to celebrate the new client. It's some rich American firm that is getting ready to break into South Africa, and they needed someone to do their commercials. Even though it's not what you usually do, your boss figured that this might be a really good way to expand t...
::suddenly lost in a vivid fantasy of kneeling on new2's grave:: Roses clenched in my hands so tightly that blood drips from them on to the grave, the red red blood looking obsidian black under the cold light of the full moon. The wind whispers and sighs, and I feel a shudder as something stirs beneath me. Called by my blood and my desire your pale white a...
I have obsessions. I have compulsions. I suppose everyone has them but not many of us act on them. I do. Every chance I get. I obsess and compulse on being gang banged, or on anonymous sex or on sex with young guys (sometimes girls too). I get into bondage and being forced and sometimes on violent sex. I get really crazy on sex with couples. There’s...
"Will you zip me up?" My girlfriend Sara asked me hurriedly. "Come on we can't be late, this is really important." "It will be fine, we have plenty of time, I have already called the cab." I said as I slid my hands inside her open dress. I reached around in front and caressed her breasts. She looked amazing. Her straight long brunette hair flowed down her b...
She sat sullenly outside his office, kicking at the leg of the chair with the heel of her black loafer. She knew this was it. She was going to get expelled for sure, and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. She silently cursed her rotten luck. Just then the door opened. "He'll see you now," the voice said She looked up and saw the short, middle...
This is part 2 of my first story Coast to Coast. You can find it under First Time "The next day" Kyle spent the whole day showing me southern California, but all I kept thinking about was last night, it was finally true, I lost my virginity! I realized Kyle had opened something in me that was waiting to get out for a long time! All I could think about was...
Maria Sanchez sat in the guest chair, huddled in on herself defensively. Her normally stern face was drained of the strength and surety it normally wore and her body language spoke of a naughty child awaiting an audience with the principal. This was far more serious. Across the ornate, oversized desk sat Mr. Harrison. His wire rimmed glasses did little to h...
Jemima locked the door of the apartment and dropped her bags on the floor of the hall before kicking off her heels with an audible sigh of relief. She ignored the pile on mail on the doormat and trotted across the wooden floor towards the small spiral staircase that led up to the bedroom. As she climbed the stairs she consciously shed the concerns of the day...
It is not the number of times you are counting, but the strength at which you are being struck. She was to be punished for a severe transgression. She knew she deserved it and needed it to feel whole again. She had allowed another Dom to touch her without her Masters permission. She was at fault and was lucky that Master was forgiving. Still, a lesson had...