In a large stone cloister room, Megan Bean hung by her wrists from metal chains, she had a device strapped to her head which forced her eyes open. Megan tried to look around, hearing voices in the distance. She heard Rosie, one of her greatest foes talking. Rosie spoke to two of her followers, one of which was infected to her, and the other was a girl she ha...
Have you ever been out with someone who's just a bit too much of a gentleman? Yes, I know that's a rarity and I should thank my lucky stars, but the problem with Martin was that even after three dates he still didn't seem to realise that I fancied him like crazy. "Thanks for bringing me, Martin," I said, looking away from the stage for a second and smiling...
I made a mistake ending up here. Here in this bedroom, in a flat belonging to two, young attractive women, chained to one of their beds. Handcuffed. I really shouldn't have taken that photo of those two's arses. I'm not a pervert. I'm just a typical young male, with a penchant for the rear end of the opposite sex. These two girls, Danielle and Amy, both had...
They both knew we only had the one day, but somehow neither of them was in a rush. It was nice to just enjoy each moment as it came. The first was the greeting, a tight embrace that lingered a little too long. The second, a brush of skin as he handed her a drink to relax. The third moment seemed to happen in slow motion. As they lay embraced together on the...
"Don't you agree, Matt?" "Hmmm? Sorry - miles away..." In reality I was simply transfixed by the girl sitting opposite me - Nicola. Her eyes glinting in the low light. The way she kept brushing her blonde hair back over her ear. Her ready, flashing smile. Her tongue as she licked the last of her dessert from her lips (was she looking at me when she did that...
I am wet. We are in a cab. The taste of Marlboro and whisky on his breath as we kiss, his hand runs under my t-shirt, fumbling for the release of my bindings. My hand is on his cock, over his tight jeans... he is hard, hot under my fumbling fingers. I rub him through the coarse fabric, as his fingers release the elastic. I exhale heavily as he releases my...
Written by: livingsingl Co-Authored by: redridinghood999 It's Friday afternoon, about 2 pm. I cased out this bank a number of times, and found it to perfect for the robbing -- two dopy, middle-aged, out of shape guards, minimal security, and some very young, very inexperienced-looking tellers that are more likely to scream and panic than set off any alarms...
The week following the incident in the museum was like a living hell for Michael, she was constantly goading him on in the class room, many time causing him to cower behind his podium or his desk to hide the growing erection she aroused. The things she wore to his class, he knew were meant to tempt him. He had never seen her in anything but jeans and sweater...
Madison's cell phone vibrated in her purse. She knew who she was hoping the call was from, and when she looked down at the caller ID, she was pleasantly surprised. Willing someone to call almost never worked, but this time it had. When she opened her cell phone to receive the call, she tried to sound as cool as possible, although in reality she could barely...
They both knew we only had the one day, but somehow neither of them was in a rush. It was nice to just enjoy each moment as it came. The first was the greeting, a tight embrace that lingered a little too long. The second, a brush of skin as he handed her a drink to relax. The third moment seemed to happen in slow motion. As they lay embraced together on the...