I was stretched out, precariously balanced, one foot on the ladder and the other stretched to a foot hold in the hedge. I saw her walking towards me and watched as she climbed the ladder. I was sure her dressing gown was a few sizes too small. One hand held her dressing gown together at the top while the other tried not to spill the glass of cordial she he...
He slept silently in the bed, sprawled out on his back; the blankets kicked to the floor. She crept slowly into the room closing the door soundlessly behind her. She stopped at the foot of the bed watching his chest rise and fall in a steady rhythm. She crawled onto the bed between his legs careful not to wake him. She placed her hand on the inside of his th...
She knew he was Dom, she knew by his grace, she knew by the strength she saw in his eyes, and the power he exuded. She was submissive, had been all her life and she easily recognized him for the Master that he was. She had hoped he would come to the hotel bar for his usual scotch nightcap and she was not disappointed. She had been watching him from the mome...
It's late, and the night of dancing has left us exhilarated; tired in that way that makes you feel more alive than you do any other time. We wave goodnight to my housemates and shut my bedroom door. Sam grins her impish grin at me. She'd gone for a goth look, this evening, ladling on heavy eye makeup and an old ripped denim jacket, before looking over at me...
It all started the day John got a letter in the mail; it was an invitation to his school reunion back home. John was proud of what he had achieved in his life; he had a good job and a house. The only secret John had was that he was a closet cross dresser; he loved to feel feminine from time to time. John or Julie as he likes to call himself when dressing was...
The doorbell rings. You answer it wondering who could be there. You aren't expecting company and no one is home other than you. You open the door. There is a tall, red-haired woman standing there. She is dressed in a long black leather coat down to her high-heeled shoes. You move back to allow her entry, captivated by her beauty. You don't know her but your...
"We should not be doing this," he whispered against my lips as his hands moved relentlessly up under my shirt to grab at my breasts. "Then stop," I said simply. I didn't know if he would actually stop or not, but I was pleading in my head for him to ignore his conscience and think with his dick, which was pulsating through his jeans against my hand at that...
I looked up from the couch to see Alexandra Steele standing over me in a short red dress that was rather low cut, enough so that I could see the curve of her breasts. It showed her bare thighs and calves off quite well. Farther down were a pair of platform spike heels. She looked very inviting. "You just get comfortable honey. It's been a busy morning. Here...
"Come up, I need you upstairs," said Sarah and closed. When you work for rich people you have to do a lot of things to satisfy them. And the children are even more moody. Sarah, who started college just a month earlier, liked to give me a lot of things to do. I was sure that sometimes, she was doing that only to have fun. She was a little bit bitchy, just l...
Daddy came home to find me playing with my dolls, sitting on the floor in a short skirt and a tank top, my hair up in pigtails. You were so happy to see me playing like a good little girl. But my play time was almost over, it was about to be play time with Daddy. Daddy was not going to be gentle with me. You strode over, grabbed me by my pigtails, and told...