The gent had spent the previous night on a BDSM site whose presentation was purposeful and crude, a blocky and forbidding combination of red lettering and black backdrop with a hint of gothic effect. He couldn't recollect doing so with any clarity and was surprised at how functional and productive he had been. The gent looked at the profile he had set up for...
This story will make more sense if you read the preceding chapters. It does deal with bodily functions, so if you are offended by that, read no further. All characters are well over 18. ***** It was almost a year since Karen Cranford had finished her work for her friend Claire Kendall that involved her supervising Claire's nephew, Jamie Benson, while he se...
"Oh yes, Daddy! Give me more please!" Pamela snarled in Tyler's ear through gritted teeth. Her hard chocolate nipples raked his chest as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on while he bounced inside her. Pamela arched back as far as she could while straddling him so that his hard tool could reach as far as it could into her lovely black velve...
Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2010 Evening, Thursday, August 2nd Alessa.... We had succeeded in bringing Jimmy home without too much trouble and he was settled in one of the clinic's rooms. To forestall a constant line of concerned people, we promised to give hourly updates over the closed-circuit TV system. Maria and I sat nearby watc...
Chapter Seven I slept late Friday. I didn't get out of bed until after 10:00 a.m.. I took a nice shower and had a bowl of cereal for breakfast. And a glass of V8 juice with it. I couldn't get my upcoming trip to the adult store out of my thoughts and kept running some ideas over and over in my head as to what I could possibly get that Sir would consider uni...
Disclaimer: This is a story of fantasy and fiction. It is not about any known situation or person. You should be 18 or older to read it. Acknowledgment: The author wishes to thank Beautiful Midnight for editing and providing support for this story. Introduction: Bob goes deeper into a loving relationship of submission and femininity as his wife gains more...
I tried hard to concentrate on my work, but it's hard to be productive when a gorgeous three-foot-tall slut is kneeling under your desk with her mouth around your dick. Finally I stopped trying. I scooted my chair back and looked down at my pet elf, Emilliae. She was wearing the porno version of women's business attire: Pantyhose, a short, brown skirt that...
This took place in 1966. A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe nylons, spiked heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! You little pervert! I jumped up, dropped the high heel pump in my hand that I had held over my nose and I turned around...
We towelled each other down in large fluffy towels and put robes on. Elaine took a hairdryer and brush to gently dry and shape my hair again. She was very 'mistress-ful' at this! And then she dried her own hair. I cleaned down the shower and tidied up, washed out my plastic underwear, and Elaine went through to the bedroom to clean up there and sort out our...
TWO Several days later Bridget returned home from shopping, after I had returned home from work. She had stopped by her office before going on what was obviously a shopping spree. She had a multitude of bags and sent me to fetch them for her out of the car. I had already prepared dinner, as she had instructed per her note left on the kitchen counter. Brid...