I first met Eleanor, when I was working as a site security guard at a sports complex. She was a volunteer First aider working for the Saint Johns ambulance service. She stood 6' tall weighed around 150 lbs, had shoulder length blonde hair. Her figure was striking with her trim waist and protruding tits. I later found out they were 38 B. A film company was f...
"I'm in the lobby. Here are your instructions." I can hear you gasp. Good. That's the desired effect. You take too long to answer, and I hold the pay phone away from my ear, glancing around as hotel guests come and go. Finally, you say, "Tell me what to do. I will do anything for you." I smile with relief. "I want you kneeling on a pillow facing away fro...
People give me a lot of grief about my job. I hear "nerd" or "bookworm" on a fairly regular basis. It comes with the territory, said territory being one of those smaller mom and pop bookstores. I don't work for one of the big chain bookshops, no coffee shop, DVD, or CD selection. Simply put, it's just a quaint but popular old store in a bustling college town...
[True Story] Author's Note: This is the true story of my first-ever experience as a submissive. The full title was originally "Early Bird Dinner: Hyperrealism, Mundanity, and Sexual Taboo." It has a long exposition, but no detail was spared, and I promise it all pays off in the end ;). More to come in Part 2. I hope you enjoy! // I bat my eyelashes at the...
We pulled up outside of one of the most notorious bars in town. This place was known for its lounge lizards and bar sluts and was definitely the place to be if you wanted to get laid. Suzi pulled down the visor and adjusted her tousled hair in the mirror. Smiling at me she got out of the car and headed into the sleazy bar as a doorman held the door open for...
I left the bathroom light on and the door open a crack as Rita and I went to bed. Mary was curled up on her side, snoring softly. "We'll wake her up," Rita whispered as she climbed on the king sized bed. I chuckled and shook my head. "We couldn't wake her up with a brass band." I told her in a loud voice. Mary didn't move. Rita laughed and lay back. "Oh...
Backpacking along a secluded route, no one has passed us in hours. The scenery is picturesque, with towering mountains above beautiful foliage as we trek along taking in all the beauty. The sun is warm, and our bodies sweaty, and you decide to stop and take off your shirt, revealing your bra-covered breasts and naked skin to the fresh air. My cock twitches....
Her face glowed as she sat at the small, brass-topped café table. She had always wanted them to meet somewhere intimate. It had been years since he had even heard her voice, much less seen her precious face. He had not known what to expect. On the drive over flashes of older conversations revolved around explosions of photos of this woman sent across digit...
It was July and I'd been fielding phone calls and emails from a few people who had witnessed or heard about our performance at our neighbors party back in the Spring. We got some requests that didn't have a snowball's shot in hell (a guy asked us to come to his house and fuck while he jacked off alone) to some really interesting suggestions. One guy presente...
You know, people talk about banned implements all the time. Implements that they would never allow used on them or even implements that some say they would never use. For whatever reason. Bad experiences in the past or just an overwhelming fear. I once had that mindset, particularly about a leather strap and also a cane. The strap from the memory of it havin...