Names, places and events are fictional. *** The Bull leans leisurely back in his chair. His legs stretched over the side of the chair. "Hmmm love seeing a professional at work." He growls approvingly. "Hmm just doing what brings me pleasure." She laughs as the Vixen struts back to him. Her long legs encased in thighhigh boots, shreds of what were a pair...
This is a Western. A little gunplay. A little fast-budding romance. No sex. Unless you count the last few paragraphs. * He heard the horse long before it came near. Fine sand spritzed against the brush beside the track. Shod hooves thunked softly on the ground. He'd expected this. They'd come no less than once a day to peer down at him as if he were a lio...
This is, of course, fiction. Everyone is pretty, everyone has time, money and energy above normal, and no one gets STDs. Accept that and enjoy the story for what it is. This is a romance at heart, but it does have some light BDSM and group sex in it. If this isn't your thing move on to the next excellent story here, and if you choose to stay I hope you enjo...
High Heels and Stockings - First Time I blame Literotica, or credit it, as the case may be. I've always been excited by women's sex clothes -- high heels, stockings, panties, and skirts, and have shot lots of loads fantasying about how hot women look all dolled up. Then I came across Literotica, and started reading all the nasty, filthy stories about cross...
You lean in and kiss me again softly. "I can't believe you really made it. I was sure your wife would find some reason for you to have to stay at home." "I promised you I would be here for your birthday, Carol. Hope you liked your present." "Mmm, I sure did," you whisper. "I'm staying at the Super 8 in town. Can you get away for awhile?" "My parents won'...
Sometimes we do things that we don't enjoy to get ahead. Sometimes we enjoy them very much, this is one of those times. History of the middle ages, not the most exciting class, you had picked it because it looked easy. A simple way to pad your average and get some credit hours. Things however aren't always as easy as they seem. For starters you couldn't sto...
I find that the more you concentrate on the pain, the easier it becomes to deal with. So now to empty my head of all thoughts, while focusing this mind. It's never quite as easy as it sounds. Whackkkkk. That is the sound of your belt laying into me, raining down blows over and over, striping my buttocks. Thick striations now colour my pale flesh, turning it...
AUTHOR’S NOTE: As my profile states, I don’t really have any fetishes. And, yes...my definition of fetish is slightly broader than what most people think of as a fetish. That this piece ended up being about a master/slave relationship is a bit of a surprise to me. I didn’t begin it that way...but, somewhere, it took on a life of it’s own and I thought...who...
The sweet, silvery tinkle of your voice is insistent in my ear. Slowly, but steadily I am pulled from sleep to wakefulness, to a sitting position to look at you better. You are a vision. Framed by the expansive bay window, your lithe form is limned by the silver luminescence as day conquers night. Your height, your hair flowing in unruly strands on your s...
"I would love to fuck you with you in your chainmail and my chainmail whip around your neck pulling you back on my cock." Your words make me shiver. "Your will be done, Sir." I immediately shed my clothes as fast as possible. I can't think where my chainmail headdress is. You look at me expectantly, whip in your hand. I can tell from your demeanor you aren'...