I'm sitting on the couch watching the end of the hockey game. I keep glancing at the clock wondering when you will come home. A surprise snow storm hit the city, you were not dressed for the work you had to do outside. And to make it worse you had to work over. Finally I hear your key in the lock. The door opens and a rush of freezing arctic air comes into...
This story was written with my special friend Kevsta. Susie: I hesitated, unsure; what if someone saw? Could I possibly go ahead with my plan, I wondered. When I had been reading the story on the internet it had seemed such a deliciously naughty idea to act it out, but now, as I was about to start, was it really wise? I ran over the story in my head. It se...
I remember the first time I saw you tonight. You were dressed in a most handsome navy blue suit with a sheen on the fabric and it was tailor made for just you. It is quite beautiful work. The stitching was well hidden, the lines sharp and crisp. I could tell it was made by a master tailor. Your shirt was a crisp white with a sheen also. Your black shoes had...
The door opened, and though, she knew his moods were generally good and he was a jovial Master, his sadistic streak could be felt a mile away. She shivered at the thought of what he may have on his mind. Looking into his face, she saw a cloud there that should have warned her not to say anything to him until he spoke, she stepped out of her safe zone, and as...
I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. - Frank Sinatra - Full sun through the window, that feeling you just know it must be 11 A.M and it seems like death would be a better feeling than this? You likely know how I feel. Half the day gone and all I want to do is lay prone wi...
Tonight was the night, the invitations had been sent...the guests were arriving, as Gina was being towel dried. The four girls assigned to prepare her for the ceremony were meticulous, shaving her pussy lips carefully. Gentle stirrings of pleasure as the razor glided across her delicate folds. Her heart pounded in anticipation, for this was the night she had...
Note: This is entirely a work of fiction, and a product of the authors imagination... However the author has taken actual events that have been witnessed at various times and used them for inspiration and context... Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely unintentional. * She was young, much younger then I... maybe 25 or 26, definitely not...
By Evie Lyn Zasse and Adam Zasse The night my husband confessed that he wanted to try wearing more than panties was long and filled with passion. All he wanted to do was get inside me. We didn't get a lot of sleep and just speaking for myself, I was a little sore for a few days. On Monday my husband went off to work and I did a little research on a few web...
Cathy O'Niel copyright 2006 As I come into the room, wearing a black leather skirt and leopard print bra, I see you, kneeling quietly in the corner by the couch. You are clad only in a pair of skimpy briefs, a deep red color. I glance down, and I can see them hugging your crotch, clearly outlining your erection. I smile wickedly, knowing that you have been...
He buzzed her in without saying a word. A portentous sign but what else had she expected? She rode up in the lift that he'd once made her come in before they'd reached the third floor and when the doors slid open she felt a weight forming in the pit of her stomach. She hadn't realised how much she was dreading this meeting. She dragged her feet towards his f...