She watched him from the couch, with her headphones on, with some concern. His head was turned, but she could see his form under the sheets straining. Was it the sleep apnea, that kept her up at night, or some other thing? All of the sudden his back arched up off the bed and he inhaled explosively; she pulled her headphones off and started to come off the...
I could only see her outline as she sat on my car's hood. There was no moon in the sky and I could only see her profile. Her body was perfect, her breasts just catching hints of light form distant farmyards, her nipples almost seeming to glisten in the faint light. It was cool enough that her nipples were nice and erect. I could see the contours of her sto...
So engrossed was he in his work he barely realised that he'd stayed past the time he'd earlier planned on. His intention had been to go through the meagre paperwork in his IN-tray for at least an hour before calling it a day and heading back for home. He would have kept working had Lami, his secretary, not knocked at his door and poked her head into his offi...
Part 1: Phone Domination Isn't For Losers As a phone sex Mistress, I hear a lot of excuses as to why people choose not to call ranging from "Why pay when I can get it for free?", "Phone sex is for losers", "I can't get turned on by it." to "I want the real thing, not a fantasy." They are entitled to their opinion, however, I think that many people are close...
Part 1 - Setting up Louise had stayed at the Institute for 5 years. The first three years had comprised the basic studying of the human animal, as well as the rigorous regime for conditioning the mind and body. She had learnt to control all the outward signs of her response to unexpected and embarrassing personal situations. At first this had been difficult...
"You were a bit of a brat last night," I tell you as my hands work the rope. Your legs are complete, it's just your arms and torso that need some final work. "I know, I'm sorry. I wanted you really bad. I hate that I had to work so late." I give your naked breasts a slap. "What have I told you about sorry? Only say sorry when you mean it. You aren't sorry...
I came home from work, and the front room was dark. Last time that happened she'd recreated our first date, with our roles reversed. She'd been quite sweet that time and I felt some relief. She'd warned me to prepare for her being less gentle today, but it seemed she might not be so rough with me. There was someone standing behind the front door when I clos...
You know what's cool? Being eighteen years old, a senior in high school, but having a twenty-two year old girlfriend who is about to finish college and on top of that, she's a sexy Latina most guys would only dream of. You know what's not cool? Being a heterosexual, legal adult by age male, but having a three inch cock when it's fully erect and having a...
Leaning back in my comfortable pillows, I watched the two naked women lounging and chatting playfully. They were lying a mat in front of me half turned towards each other, their outer knees raised and an arm behind the others neck. Loni suddenly stole a playful kiss; Caly glanced at me and catching a nod hastily returned the smooch. Spreading their soft fle...
I am lucky, very lucky. Sometimes I think I have a little guardian angel sitting on my shoulder (on my bra strap) leading my life down lucky lanes that ultimately lead to good things - good things I really don't deserve. I'm going to skip through a lot of time now. It's time to draw my story of a young lad, or young lady, to a close. Both Sharon and I att...