"Mary, let me get you out of this thing." Julie said stepping next to Mary. Mary's heart was pounding, she couldn't say anything, she was too afraid now. Mary undid the button in the front of the skirt, and the skirt lowered a bit on Mary's hips. She then realized this would be even worse now. She forgot that she would have to somehow step out of the skirt....
You're outside our bedroom door. You can hear the sounds, but you can't see anything. I'm in there, tied up, with four guys. My legs are up in the air and my arms are tied to either side of the headboard. You know at least that much because you tied me up before the men arrived. You even got my pussy nice and wet for them. You're considerate like that, aren'...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
My hands gripped the steering wheel as my car sped past the signs on the side of the highway. The miles were blurring together, landmarks were just background noise and despite being totally focused on the road, I was completely distracted by the thoughts going on inside my head. Hundreds of miles in my rear view with hundreds left to go and only my throbbin...
I sat on the sofa in my Aunt Sherrie's living room between her and her sister Patti. Each of the women cuddled close to my body and took turns kissing me lightly on the cheeks, arousing me, exciting me. Patti unbuttoned my shirt while Aunt Sherrie slipped it down past my shoulders and let it rest behind my back at my elbows. I leaned back on the sofa and was...
She takes me all the way... My amazingly hot Filipina girlfriend had taken complete control of me. I was bound to the coffee table, naked, nipples clamped, her wet panties over my face. And now she was going to take it even further. She stepped towards me, with that huge black dildo buckled into some kind of leather harness, wrapped around her slim hips....
By day, Ginny was the prim and proper first grade teacher at the local elementary school. By night, she was his nasty whore. Maybe it was because no other man in town could bring himself to defile their child's teacher. Or maybe she was just sick of dealing with a daily grind punctuated by innocence and Sesame Street. He didn't care. As long as she kept...
More of the same. Same, same, same, morning coffee with the husband before he leaves for work. Kiss goodbye and the day is mine. Before he leaves I am reminded that my car is due for an oil change. That's my baby it gets what it needs when it needs it. Today it needs an oil change, come to think of it so do I. I pause a moment and think back to my experience...
Daisy screamed as she tipped over the edge of her orgasm and collapsed on Eric, sticky and sated. He took a long lick of chocolate from her cheek and massaged her neck gently with one hand as he made an effort not to doze off. They'd had great fun experimenting with chocolate body paint over the past days. It was perfect for bed. Messy enough to satisfy them...
I met the man I would love forever the day they gave me the death sentence. The jailor made me dig my own grave in the soft earth. I looked into the hole where I they would throw me after my death and wondered why I wasn't able to feel anything. I wondered whether they would even give me a gravestone. What would it say? "Zia, Whore and Seedie". My life...