Ryan woke up several hours later. Reb was still asleep on his chest. He gently rocked Reb, "wake up Reb, we should get up and go home." Reb stirred, "mmmmm...I think I'd rather spend the rest of the day repeating what we've done." Reb looked at the clock and saw it was 10 minutes before noon. "But you're right, we need to get up. I need to shower first...ca...
She collapsed on the king sized bed with a sigh and began tugging at her remaining clothes. The box fan in the window was doing little to cut through the August heat wave. It was the kind of heat that went all the way to your core; working its way inside you making you restless. She removed her bra, leaned back against the pillows and lazily began caressin...
Sunlight was starting to break into our bedroom through the mostly curtained window, a small amount of light, but nonetheless one that manages to stir my sleep and make my eyes open ever so slightly, and I'm so happy that they do. I see you laying there beside me, your eyes closed and your body relaxed, one of my arms still under, and your hand is on my bar...
*This picks up immediately following the first story. You can come along for the ride but I suggest reading Part 1. Angela sat in the rocker by the roadside the following afternoon. She quickly and quietly opened her own savings account this morning, depositing several hundred dollars. She would also add a small portion of her paycheck. She was young and sh...
One of the nicest things about my interests in caring for and riding horses, and in the BDSM lifestyle is the overlap in the equipment used for both activities. From whips to bit gags, crops to boots, and all the other leather harnesses and equipment, leather is a predominant material for both equestrians and Dominants, horses and submissives (especially pon...
Author's Note: Hopefully this went through ok and was posted. If you're reading this now I guess it has. I'm glad. While I've got your attention, I'd like to thank everyone who's taken time to read my story, especially those of you who were kind enough to write. Thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy my story. Thanks again to John for all the great editing....
For several minutes I could not bring myself to look over at Diane, for fear that we made a huge mistake. When I finally did peak over, I saw her eyes were closed, a satisfied grimace remained on her face, and her sexy body remained bare. I made my way down her body with my eyes, from her pert tits, to her still slimy snatch. Her blonde pussy hairs were matt...
Chapter 24: Make a Wish Danger drove slowly down Reilly Street looking for house number 47, the home of Casey Larson. Casey was a cute, blonde who was going to celebrate her eighteenth birthday tomorrow. The only thing she really wanted for her birthday was to be fucked by a guy with a long, fat cock. She knew there was no way her parents would ever get her...
When I was 18, just before college, (late bloomer, still skinny) I was fully in the swing of girls, cleavage, playboy magazines and full release; needless to say ... I was jerking it quite often. I use to go fishing a lot and recently got a largemouth bass as a pet. I would go into the neighborhood pet store and steal goldfish to feed to my fish, no kiddin...
Sophie Turner sat fastened to a hard metal chair, almost unable to move she glanced to her side trying to look around, surrounding her head were two curved mirror-like panels, below on either side of her legs were an array of needles, arranged in such a way to fit around her legs. She tried to yank at the restraints, grunting as she attempted to squeeze her...