Author's note: as should be obvious to everyone, everything I write is pure fiction. Some of the sex acts depicted are not realistic. Do not try this at home. Everything here is my own work, which I freely and unconditionally license to anyone who wants to publish it on a share-alike basis as long as it is legal to do so in your jurisdiction and done with go...
This guide is intended to help you give your man, and I assure you, for as long as your hands are on him and you follow this guide, he will most surely belong to you, an amazing happy ending massage. I assume you can already give a good massage, so this won't focus on the technical details of the massage, but rather how to heighten and eroticize the experien...
Evidently Mom had a talk with Robby about what had expired over the weekend with my Father. I was rudely awakened and force fed Robby's hard cock as he brutally fucked my throat. Fighting for air as he held my nose while he had his cock buried down my throat, me fighting to get air. He was too strong as he continued to thrust in and out me catching micro bre...
After a long week at work, and having to stay late on a Friday on top of it, I pull into the driveway, looking forward to a quiet weekend at home with my lover. It's been so long since we've been able to enjoy just being together, and after all the hassle and aggravation of my job (working for attorneys can be hell after all!), I am really looking forward to...
"Do you think I'm getting fat?" Jen asked Allie. Allie studied her friend. "Have you gained weight?" she asked. "Not yet." Allie laughed. "Then why do you think you're fat?" "I don't know," Jen said looking in the mirror, moving sideways to see her profile. "I just don't feel sexy anymore." "Jen, it's only been a few weeks, you look the same as always!...
She had a blank, almost bored, expression on her face when he walked into the room. It had been a night of small talk and meta-quips: first date anecdotes that are partly or wholly manufactured from the tales of friends and the half-truths of experience. There was a kind of pervasive and predictable awkwardness that breaks its own spell and gives rise to fur...
You are recent addition to a stable of slaves who specialize in serving strong dominate woman who require the utmost discretion. Considering they are some of the most influential people or have built a certain image that needs to be maintained it should go without saying why they'd want to keep there dominate desires hidden. Of course these possible Dominatr...
Hey there, this is the story of what happened to me the other day at my local mall. It was so amazing and wonderful that I feel I really have to share. I was shopping for a nice pair of dress pants as my old ones had gotten ruined when I spilled something or other on them. That is to say that my wife decided that they were ruined, I would have been perfectl...
It was an average day in an average life. I had been in class all day, toiling away at earning my Bachelor's. My hand was sore from writing and my brain was fried. Why did I choose to have classes on only two days? Terrible idea. Despite my exhaustion, I made my way across campus to my car. I was moments away from reuniting with my wife soon-to-be, ready fo...
Swartz, Bond & Lewis is a fixture in West Hartford Center. The 78-year-old jewelry store was the oldest in greater Hartford area. Their customers included the beautiful people. Customers who demanded top quality jewelry and service and are willing to pay for it. Forty-six year old Gloria Bond owned the store. She took over the day-to-day operations after her...