Sheryl came to work at my job a little over a year ago and we became friends. She is 30 years old, 5'7", with a slim build. She is half Black and half Dominican, and her tits and ass are to die for. I am a 35 year old white guy, 6' tall, and a solid 200 lbs. On a particularly slow day at work, Sheryl and I were chatting and she told me that she was engaged....
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Carter asks excitedly. "Of course my love" I reply trembling yet intensified at the thought of what he will have me do. He passes me two pills and a glass of water. I toss them in my mouth and swallow eagerly. Seconds later everything goes blurry and then dark. I come to and hear murmuring. Nothing sounds clear and every...
September 11 Dear Master, I arrived in Paris a little late; almost midnight. My foot tapped impatiently on the worn linoleum, pausing briefly each time I thought my bag was in sight, only to resume. I eventually made my way to the taxi stand, bags in tow. The French flowed somewhat stilted from my lips; it had been a while. I arrived at Gabriele's plac...
Today had been Katy's last day. She was leaving the company after 12 years to take up her dream job in Manchester. Katy was a very attractive and funny girl, and had always been a very popular figure in the office. She had arranged a leaving meal for what seemed like half the company at a local restaurant/nightclub. We all arrived and gathered in the lobby a...
Amy clenched her pussy lips around the head of her hairbrush. God she was so wet. It was all that Bull's fault, Henry. She couldn't stop thinking about his tan skin rippling with muscles like a stallion just under the surface. Her toes curled as she remembered his musk, strong and smokey. He wore a suit today and wore it well, but she couldn't stop herself f...
One more bite. I stare at the cake on the table in front of me. I'm so full — I'd already passed the 20,000-calorie mark for the day before I started in with my dessert, and now I'm wondering if a three-layer chocolate cake with a quart of cream to wash it down was such a good idea. My stomach is so heavy and bloated; it's pressing against the table so much...
I remember that night after we shared sexually through voice. I was laying on my back in the room smelling of orgasm with my fluids damp on my legs and my body languid... my mind floating freely through the haze of pleasure I still felt. In your sated low voice you began to read to me, a book we both had read and discussed and though I remember not chapter o...
I can remember fantasizing about men very early in my life but my imagination only wrapped its warm lips around these thoughts briefly, never requiring my hand to help soothe my cravings away into a washcloth or all over my trembling lap into warm, spurting, and necessary blasts of pleasure...women were the rulers of my lust until I became great friends with...
We'd seen it advertised in the porn magazines we liked to read together, so I sent away for one. It was a sort of harness that you hung from the ceiling, so that Joanne would be suspended in it with her knees up and her thighs spread and her cunt wide open ready for anything I might decide to do to her. I fixed a good strong hook in the ceiling and hung a m...
CHAPTER 6: EVE'S DEMANDS It was pointless hiding. I opened the wardrobe door and stepped out into the bedroom. Any second now she would be calling the police. "Vhat's your name?" Eve asked. "Steve," I replied, "look, this isn't how it looks ..." "Vhat? You come into my house to vatch me undress. Vatch me pleasure myself. You like? Does it get you hard? Y...