Miss Lynette Bowmar tugged at the rough ropes that fastened her prim hands to the cast iron head board. As it had the fifty or more times before it did no good and she was just as fast secured as when she had woken up, tied spread eagled to the bed upstairs in the Silver Snake Saloon. Two months ago Miss Bowmar had taken the bone rattling stage from Springf...
So we take several days of taking it easy and chilling, just watching Netflix and falling asleep. But tonight I come home after you and I'm greeted by a long slow kiss. I look up at you and I know that look in your eyes, I've seen it many times before. You look at me with a longing in your eyes but you ask me the typical 'how was your day?' questions. I answ...
You showed no hesitation in signing up to my life drawing class when I told you that you would be the only man. The charge for the course was so low, I explained, because we didn't hire models. Instead, each week a student would take a turn to pose naked for the rest of the class. If this intimidated you, perhaps the price of taking off your clothes before...
This story was reviewed and edited with the kind assistance of WhiteWave48. My continual thanks to her for her time, advice, suggestions (and her own stories!). The object of this story has inherited a large Manor house. In this story she has hosted a party for the locals in an attempt to get to know them. /////////////////////////////// The party's over....
As we walk into the dim, sparsely populated movie theater, you ask me where I’d like to sit to watch the feature. Although I normally chose a more central location, I respond by telling you I’d like to sit toward the back, and walk with you to one of the back rows, slipping down the line until I find a nice, and rather dark spot about halfway down the back r...
The mist swirls around the cozy wooden cottage nestled in the volcano rain forest. A light stream of smoke spews out of the chimney. I walk up to the door and as I'm about to ring the bell, the door opens. In front of me stands Maggie the massage therapist, a full bodied women, but not fat, strikingly good looking with piercing brown eyes, in her mid forties...
Martha is the wife of a Don at Manchester University. They have an open marriage and Eric, that's her husband, has no objections about Martha taking in a toy boy. (That's me) She calls me her horn of plenty, picks me up from University on a Thursday afternoon and makes up a meal of juicy steak and chips before we aspire to do our thing. She is a big noise...
I never thought I would be one of those guys who got off on seeing his wife with another man. But I was wrong. When Ashley told me that she and the girls from work were going to an all-male strip revue on ladies' night at a club called Spurs, my reaction was, "Over my dead body!" As I thought about it I began to wonder just what her reaction would be to a b...
As we drive up through the grounds of the country estate the sun is shining. The grounds look great for a run and as soon as we've dropped our bags in our room we get changed into our running gear. We walk down to the foyer ad at the entrance we go our separate ways. As I run up through the forest I see you up ahead, I love watching your bottom in your runni...
My forbidden secret lover. In my mind, I delight in being able to unleash my full sexual potential on your begging self. I know how much my naughty messages turn you on; they turn me on, too. I love knowing that just reading little pieces of my fantasies can make you hard. I take you seductively by the hand and we lay down together on my bed. At first you ar...