I come from the bedroom dressed in nothing but one of your white t-shirts. It's barely long enough to cover my smooth wet pussy. your sitting on the couch and I climb onto your lap and straddle you. You want to kiss my soft lips and grab my tight little ass, but I push your hands down and tell you no touching. I pull the shirt up over my head and put it ar...
She stood there, still dressed in her work clothes as I thumbed through my phone. "Something's up," she muttered, swinging on the doorway as I scowled at the hand-held electronics in my hand. I could see the hem of her dress in the reflection on the scratched screen, the feint green tartan replacing the toolbar and my attention. "Just work." That was true,...
Looking back on it, the argument seemed trivial, that was until she’d thrown something in anger. She realized that’d been a tad bit too far. He motions for her to come to him, but in her normal feisty fashion, Linda refuses defiantly. After their talks, she knows what point they were at; she went to dodge past him, but he catches her. Kicking and fighting, s...
Sophia closed her eyes and moaned softly, "I'm cumming Sir"; he pushed her wet silk panties into her mouth. She could taste herself and it brought her pleasure knowing he loved his nasty girl. Every time he pulled on the chain connected to the clamps, she felt electricity run between her nipples and her clit. Standing orgasms were so intensely different than...
Day 4 I had taken Ms Marshall's advice and masturbated several times last night and this morning, not that I needed the encouragement after being breastfed by her. I was desperately excited for whatever lay in wait today. Was she going to give me a blowjob? Maybe I will get to cum all over her face like in a porn movie. Knock knock. "Come in." I hesitated...
We are getting ready to go out. You had planned a night in, but I had been very bad and you decided that I needed to be reminded of my place in life. You are already fully dress. I am on my knees in front of the bed, my hands clasped behind my back, and my eyes are cast down. You tell me to stand and I start to do so slowly. You grab me by my hair and pull m...
It was near closing when we arrived at Night Magic, a local adult shop. Xavienne placed me between the racks of lingerie ands slipped a blindfold over my eyes. I stood quietly as Cheryl and Xavienne explored the lingerie, admiring the leather and Domme accessories that they liked, and laughing over the frillier articles they couldn't see themselves wearing t...
Slipping quietly into the room, watching the torch light dance. Seeing no one, I slip behind the bar and strip my clothes, putting on my favorite apron....not much material...lots of lace and the lovely built in clips that clamp the bib portion to my nipples...growling softly as they bite in. Running my finger along the edge of the bar and glancing at the s...
"Hello Mistress Wendy," Samuel said, smiling at the tall, slender, forty-something blonde female cashier as they stood at the back of the Walmart in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. They were near the Garden Center, which was deserted around this time. Wendy smiled coyly and took one last drag of her cigarette as she admired the big and tall, handsome young blac...
Call me Kay. It's short for Khadija Ali. I'm a young Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty two years old. Presently, I study at Algonquin College, and someday, I am going to be a police officer. In the meantime, I'm working as a cashier at a grocery store and trying to get by. Pure and simple. The police foundations program at Algon...