"Remind me why I brought you along on this trip, Bernadette." I regard the slut seated opposite me. Your immaculate hair and sparkling earrings. The nervous way your fingertip encircles the rim of your champagne flute. The darting way you have been avoiding eye contact all evening. The tension across the table is palpable. You pause, not looking up, and eve...
It is weird how things happen. I never thought I would ever do any of the things that I did on that Saturday afternoon. But my girlfriend never ceased to surprise me. That was one of the things that attracted me to her. Besides the fact that she was drop dead gorgeous being tall, thin with an adorable perky ass with youthful tits that were just big enough to...
Author's Note: I saw that you guys wanted more development and hopefully this new installation will satisfy that desire. If you like this chapter give it a good review and drop a comment. As always, criticism is not only accepted, but encouraged so feel free to share your thoughts. Enjoy :) --Mistress L ************ "We can't do this, people will see," I w...
Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment, even if it is a bit shorter. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish t...
I spent most of the short flight from Nice to Paris topless with Joseph's cock in my mouth while he played with my breasts and told me he couldn't wait to bend me over a foot stool and fuck my ass until I passed out. As the plane pulled up to the terminal he put my jacket back on and fastened both buttons. "Lola, you dress like a slut, a classy slut but a s...
Tony lay next to his sleeping wife. Christie had been acting strangely for over a week. At first he thought it was because he had made her give the money back to Tom. But he felt it was more than that. Christie lay with her head turned towards him on the pillow. The smile on her face, she had gone to sleep with. But, it was not from the fucking that he had g...
Author's Note. This is a SPECIAL INTEREST (BDSM/Lifestyle) story; it is not intended to appeal to everyone. If you are not cognizant of, or do not approve of BDSM activities, this story is NOT LIKELY to entertain you. * She had requested a BDSM session; we had a previous relationship as a Dominant and his submissive, but the 24/7 regimen was a bit much fo...
I usually work from fived in the morning to three in the afternoon. But this Friday night was different because I had to work over-time, since the employee who was supposed to come in at three in the afternoon never showed, I wasn't able to head home till about seven at night. I was pissed! Not at the fact because I was working over-time since I'm a hard wor...
Bobby stood with his back to the bar as Krystal and I rubbed his well packed crotch. Our hands were gripping his cock through his trousers, feeling the vibrant throbbing of his love muscle. We took turns in kissing his lips and rubbing our tits into his broad chest. Bobby smiled when I brushed my breast across his chest, feeling my erect jewelled nipples, st...
The next morning, Lara made breakfast for the men and then dropped to her knees when they demanded a morning blow job. After sucking their cocks, she left for work, leaving the two men to lounge around her house for the day. Darryl explained Lara's divorce situation to Marcus. He told him about the judge's mysterious breaking and entering and his intention...