As she climbed to the top of the mesa, she thought the sky to be a particularly brilliant shade of blue. That was why she had to get closer to it. They had carved out a combination of steps and slopes up the side a few years back so they could do just that. There had been many a picnic on this mesa which sat on their land.....many poems written....many song...
Sami was on the sofa, sitting on her hands, rocking nervously as she glanced at the clock. She was to meet her Master in the flesh for the first time today. They had met each other online and had been exchanging e-mails and phone calls for just over a year now, and now they were finally ready to move their relationship to real time. Sami was so nervous. She...
She was not like the others, we all knew it the moment we saw her. The color of her name tag, required to enter the gathering, proclaimed her submissive but she moved as if she owned the place. She was short and slightly rounded as if she had never really escaped childhood. Her hair was a wild tangle of red gold waves restrained a little unsuccessfully by a...
Sharon was either in the midst of pleasuring herself when I got back to the hotel room or she was in bed waiting for me to return so we could fuck. When I got back to our room I was still dressed in my suit from my client meeting. It was my pitch for new business that took us to Seattle and our mini vacation together. I make videos. Sharon's a former teach...
Standing naked in the cavernous master bedroom Salvator's green eyes bounced from the mahogany armoire with brass handles to a dozen or so crystal picture frames pasted with the faces a happy couple. The bedroom was lit by tea candles and smelled of cinnamon and orange potpourri. Stroking his flaccid tool Salvator whispered, "Time to work Papi," He knew the...
X City of Flames – 4 In the 5 minutes between giving the guards the slip by ducking into the burned out remains of a pub and collapsing on the floor from blood loss, Sarah had managed to come up with a plan the likes of which would have pleased the Inventor Himself. It was masterful, devious by design and layered with complex simplicity the likes of which...
There are times when the reality of what I'm seeing and doing, and hoping for, comes crashing through the erotic haze in which Mistress keeps me enveloped. Here I am, three months away from marrying her, with my hands cuffed behind my back and my cock restraint attached to the footrail of her bed, watching as she administers a sluttishly-wet-and-nasty blowjo...
My name is Annjanette. I'm 27 years old, a college graduate, have a decent job, live on my own, and have friends who like me. But as my Dad often said to me when I was younger (and even just a few weeks ago), "Annjanette, sometimes you're not the sharpest tool in the shed." In all self-honesty, I know he's right - at least sometimes, as he says. Case in poi...
It was the spring of 1880 about 25 miles north of Little Rock, Arkansas. My family had came to the area of the Flying S ranch about 1800 and settled here on about 10,000 acres. My father James Scott is the 4th generation to own the ranch. He met, courted and married my mother Marie Scott in 1854 and needless to say they did not wait to have a family because...
I heard the front door close and knew she had returned from the meeting with her agent. The distinctive clip-clop of heels on the hardwood floor was all it took to generate the first gentle glow in my groin. As she entered the spacious kitchen I met her beautiful, mahogany eyes with mine and could tell it had been a successful day. The smile I found there...