Hello, you naughty girls and boys! Now it's time for the next, much anticipated chapter of Lacey and Steve! The two are getting closer together and Lacey has invited Steve over. And this time it isn't the park or an ice cream shop. What could Lacey be planning this time? Steve is eager to find out. ***** Steve rang the doorbell and waited, if not patientl...
Elizabeth was only about an hour away from closing up shop for the night. It was Friday, and she was tired, and ready to go home for the weekend. Luckily, her store had quieted down for the evening, as she made most of her sales early in the day. Her main stock consisted of mystical items that seemed magical, but were no more than just unique looking trinket...
The cruise ship is now in the middle of its voyage. On a Saturday night, Ted and Jane were enjoying a sensuous dance in the ship's exclusive dance room on the topmost floor. Jane was wearing a loose fitting sleeveless dress which hung from her plump shoulders by two very thin shoulder strings. In the last dance they had one arm around each other and the othe...
Thanks to Thor for his editing. ***** Part 2 left off with wife deciding she was going to be my slave. That was after she had played a slave slut for my birthday weekend. She told me she had planned it since her birthday, And from the experience of her deals with me to buy some very expensive extreme high heels. I had bought her two slave collars one f...
For the first time, Wen dressed more accurately for her rank. Her new rank gave her the right to wear images of trees in her clothing, if she wanted. She was also permitted the right to fingernail guards, although her sets were made of lacquered wood. Wen could have slightly bigger pearls, two bracelets on each wrist, bigger flowers, two necklaces, longer...
I was resting on my bed with my eyes closed, listening to my iPod with headphones on, when I felt something soft hit me on the forehead. When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother standing in the doorway holding a basket full of dirty clothes. With one hand, she was making a motion for me to remove my headphones, which I did. "Brenda is having problems with her...
My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
I live on the 13th floor in a tall apartment building in Manhattan. A really tall apartment: Forty stories. That works out well, because I'm tall – 6' 4". Bad joke. Never mind. Anyway, there are tradeoffs to living like this, good and bad. For example, I don't have a backyard, or a front yard. On the one hand I miss not having the greenery, or the chance to...
Abigail Moran had retrieved the black plastic funnel from the doghouse and returned it to Ms. Crenshaw. She watched, fascinated as the woman forced it into her son’s mouth and buckled the connecting straps about his head so he would be made to keep it in place. Then she took up the semen filled dogdish and brought it up near his face. “Now Thomas. Be a good...
After reading the story I wrote about Bike Week, Karrie decided to write her OWN version for me. I figured what the Hell, I should submit it to you all. Let her know what you think. We're on our way to Bike Week in Daytona, but we're broke. You've lost your wallet with all our cash. We've already paid for the hotel so we don't have to worry about a place to...