When I returned to the office Monday morning, I didn't know what to expect. Since my visit to Charlotte's house, I had masturbated six times in less than two days, re-living the incredible experience from her massage room. The way she so delicately exposed my insecurities about my small penis, and completely manipulated me with the power of her enormous br...
The next morning over at the Chatham estate, the nineteen year old Richard Thompson awoke in the guest house. He had been staying there for the last couple of days, visiting Rebecca Chatham, whom he was to marry. "Good morning mastah Thompson." Wilfred, one of the Chatham's older negro servants came into his room and undid the curtains. "Morning Wilfred."...
Daylight filters through her window in pale filaments across her eyes. She wakes with a low groan, her ears ringing with the sound of her own pulse. Awareness returns to her in a flood of sensation. The air is hot and musty with lingering scents of wine and sweat. Aribeth half-expects to wake in her own bed--a simple, spartan thing in her quarters undernea...
I was totally naked except for high black patent leather heels and a choker of pearls and was sitting demurely on the edge of a large leather sofa, the smooth upholstery clinging coolly to my buttocks. My lover's hand pushed my knees gently yet widely apart as though I was a rag doll needing adjustment to prevent me from toppling over lifelessly. I was total...
It being the end of my second month it was party time again. I was invited to attend, as were all the girls. Five girls decided to join in. Alice, the tall girl with large breasts, and flaming red hair, hanging down; Anna, the brown haired beauty with small pointy breasts and very white skin; Sally, a boyish type girl with hardly any breasts at all and a fig...
"Don't forget, now" I heard her say as I was leaving. "We'll see you tonight...around 8ish? And don't forget your suit, in case we decide to hop into the hot tub." "Okay," I replied, perhaps not quite as enthusiastically as I would have liked, while I climbed into my car to head home. "I'll be there…see you later." My head was spinning and I had to conscio...
I was still in shock from what the judge had said, 6 years under my stepmothers care. I couldn't believe it but there was know way I could pay for the property damage and my stepmother was the only one who could. My stepmother and I never got along, in fact we hated each other. When I found out my stepmother would pay for the damages I knew it was a bad deal...
Rachel woke with a start. A lightning rush of panic attacked her limbic system, make her tense all over. She opened her eyes in a heartbeat and noticed her breathing was erratic. More bad dreams. The insomnia had beat her again. She had gone to bed that night like any other, when the darkness of night had bled into the blood red sky like ink blotting an op...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered male. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further... other wise enjoy. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue... ***** She was stretched tall, and naked, I knew...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 1 Just outside San Casciano dei Bagni, on a picturesque vineyard, a beautiful Italian woman in her early forties picked another drove of grapes from one of the many bushes and put it down in her basket. Grazie Dio... Corrina Martaci exhaled lightly as she...