So twice a week the boys who were to play the Red Indians in Miss Cuff's school drama had to drag themselves down the echoing corridors of Grover Cleveland High and report to Miss Assam, the principal's secretary. They stood in front of her beetroot red and shuffling. She would mark their names, flash them a grim smile and send them to the second door on the...
The sun was setting when Elle woke a couple of hours later. Swinging her legs off the bed, she slowly rose and began removing the clothes she had fallen asleep in, dropping the skirt and top into the laundry basket before covering her nakedness with the towel that hung on the hook beside the door. Swiftly pulling the door open, she crossed the hall into the...
Chapter 5: A Box of Toys Pouring the gold liquid into the palm of your hands you massaged the oil completely into your hands so that no area of your skin was left unoiled. You poured the remaining oil onto the Negro's reddened buttocks, which quickly ran down between his cheeks and onto his bulging cock and scrotum, tied tightly below. With your fingers, y...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material maybe not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. Clad only in white silk panties, My Ling slowly walked the length of the table, closely examining her prey. She pushed and prodded his torso with her foot, getting the feel of the man meat she...
“Taxi!” I shouted above the roar of the Manhattan traffic. Very quickly a yellow cab pulls up to the curb and we tumble into the back seat. “Where to Mac?” asked the cabby. I gave him the address and then snuggled next to you on the taxi’s back seat. My hand undid the buttons of your coat and then I parted the opening. Your nipples harden as the cool air...
The next morning Em and I awoke with Sam in between us, laying on her back. I lay on my left side, my left hand underneath Sam's right buttock, the fingers in her ass crack, My right hand cupped her left breast. Sam's right hand held on to my pecker, and her left hand was buried between Em's legs. Em had two fingers of her left hand inside Sam's pussy, her t...
In another story I mentioned telling the story of the fitting of my cock cage. This incident took place very early in our relationship as master and slave. A bit of background; my master had purchased an off the shelf cock cage at an adult bookstore and it worked, but neither of us were pleased with it. It caged my cock, of course, but it was big and bulky,...
I'm glad I'm not a virgin. How do I explain to a man, what a man cannot understand? My question is rhetorical. I could tell by the way he held me he wanted to nail me, he thought he was going to nail me. I admit, stepping close, my foot between his may have helped in that perception. I wanted to feel how much he wanted me, one hand between my shoulder bla...
I was on my way home but I was bumped off my flight until the following day because of overbooking. I can never understand why they do that, but as compensation they gave me some money and an overnight stay in the nearby airport hotel, courtesy of the airline. I checked in, called home and then ran myself a bath. I was feeling pretty dirty after being stuck...
Petite me returns to bed after her sleepy A.M. trip to the bathroom. She turns the corner with her shoulder and tip-toes closer to the lumbering body she loves and adores. Pleasant thoughts converge when she pulls back the covers exposing his flaccid cock and balls. They lie resting in the morning light, limp like the rest of his body. With wonder, she brief...