I would like to thank Georgia Alice for helping me with naming and dressing the characters. Somewhere by the end of this episode, during the final scene, I have made a stylistic mistake, it was done on purpose for the readers entertainment. I am curious what you think about it; please, let me know in the comments or via email. Any kind of feedback, especia...
You give a long sigh as you slowly finish boxing up the last of your things, setting the box near the door. It's been a tough couple of weeks - First, your work burned down in a freak accident. You don't even know how an office building would end up with all the carpets on every floor catching fire... You don't even remember the office having carpets. You're...
His fingers trace a pathway on my skin, matching the spark that races inside me, from the touch of our lips and tongues down to my fiery, needy centre. I hear myself whimper hopefully, widening and wanting His fingers, willing them to stroke and probe and yes, to pinch and pull, spank and scratch, until the sensations sear through my body and my mind is lost...
My mouth traced down his stomach, tasted his belly button, ran my tongue in lazy circles around it, going wider and wider, down into his groin. When I got to the edge of his hair, all damp and curly from my wetness, I sucked the hair into my mouth, pulling and teasing, while I felt the hardness of his cock lying against my throat. His hands were entwined in...
Chapter one has been updated as of February 2018 Note: This story is a mix between a lovely romance and female domination, it belongs to the "gentle femdom" and "role reversal" category that emerged on reddit and tumblr a few years ago: extremely soft and caring femdom put into idealistic romance often marketed at teenage girls... ... ... except that point...
For the next several weeks Rory worked and lived as if nothing had changed. But of course everything had. His income had been cut by over a quarter, but for reasons he couldn't yet fully comprehend he still felt as if he had come out ahead of the game. This was not only due to his Friday afternoon reward, which continued to be as electric as the very first,...
We were tired, stressed, and overworked. As we lay in bed after a busy day, cold rain beating on our bedroom window, Ann and I decided that we deserved a break from work, family and weather. We searched the Internet, ski resorts were out, fishing not an option, but we came across a site promoting clothing optional clubs in Cancun. Jackpot this was it! Th...
I step out of the bathroom, my skin tingling, my body pink and glowing from the shower. I walk the few steps to my bedroom. The large, fluffy towel falls away and for a moment I stand there, naked, surveying myself in the full length mirror on the wall. I sit on the edge of the bed and reach for the jar of skin crème. Applying a generous amount to my hands I...
Other experiences were of a completely different nature and showed a very changed Susan, more changed than she had realized. For example, after the spanking (which, at least, did Don a world of good), the rest of the week went on in its normal fashion with the exception of one event which probably showed these alterations in Susan's behavior as well as anyth...
It was the summer of 1961 and I was 21 years old and was continuing with my hobby of bird watching. I had spent the previous two weeks on the banks of Brantwood Water in the English Lake District. I had been studying waterfowl including Gadwall, Teal, Pochard, Snipe and Grebes. I had also managed to identify many water margin birds including Warblers, Wagtai...