“Hello there.” You open your eyes. The room you’re in is your room, but painted a uniform black. You can’t tell where the walls end and the ceiling begins. The only light comes from a rectangular hole where your door should be. “You’re in a dream,” the voice continues. “In case you were wondering.” It’s a woman. She looks about twenty five, and your eyes aut...
Day 7 -- December 29 What the fuck? I thought as I woke up. Cheryl had bit my nipple so hard it was red. I noticed a little blood where she had broken the skin. "Well, you wouldn't wake up." Cheryl said as she looked into my sleepy startled eyes. "You ready to cum in my little pussy?" Now, I was. I had a good night's sleep. I got up to pee and got a glass...
Amy stood in her underwear at the bench where she and Tracy had agreed to meet, as she scoped the crowd. Thousands of scantily clad people filled Central Park, ready for the "Underwear Run." Her own attire consisted of a sports-bra and racer-type bottoms designed to look like underwear by their markings. Amy had not run in anything so skimpy since her colleg...
Author's note: This is the final chapter and I went with a little something different for the finale. Instead of Hero narrating, it's Heather aka "Peaches" telling the story. It felt right to let her have the last words. *~*~*~PART I~*~*~* Okay, I learned something new on my little trip Down Under. International travel bites. After about the sixteenth ho...
In the middle of the night, I woke up with a start. I laid there in the dark between Peaches and Tracy for several minutes but couldn't go back to sleep. Was it the damn Cialis Lisa had given me? I had no idea what its side effects were. I slid out of bed carefully, trying not to wake the sleeping women. For the same reason, I quietly walked down to the ha...
Ya know, I'm attracted by a lot of different things. The smells in the air, the way sunlight glints off of your hair and the curve of a well rounded ass, just to name a few. But, one of my all time favorites, is sweat. I love the way it feels on me. I love the way I feel inside when I'm doing something that illicit that response from my body. But most of all...
God, it was hot, unbearably hot. Sweat beaded up against Lydia's skin but offered no relief from the heat. She tried to cry out but the gag in her mouth held her jaws open, her poor lips and tongue dried and cracking from the relentless heat. The heat that was only made worse by the rubber suit covering her head to toe. It held her tightly, seeming to shrink...
Working up a sweat, a fetish story.... It was the fourth day in a row that I had been coming into work early. Since getting my promotion, I had been coming in earlier than before, just before eight. I was a department head now and wanted to be there before my people showed up. Getting up extra early meant a few sacrifices. I felt that it was important to...
I stared out my car window at her little white panties, poking out under her school dress which had ridden high up on her round little ass. I strained to look closely and was rewarded. I could indeed see the outline of two swollen little pussy lips and a slight crevice between them. I silently wished she'd never find what she was looking for in her school ba...
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for the votes, PC's and e-mail comments on my previous stories. In this tale, a chance meeting blossoms into a passionate encounter and two women reveal what really fuels their arousal for one another. ------------------------------------ Carole looked up from untangling the lace on her hiking boot. That woman was st...