The Game Begins The men all seemed nice. They introduced themselves, some simply shaking my hand, others giving me a kiss on the cheek. Most made some comment about how sexy I looked and a few even commented on the nipple necklace that was peeking out from under my partially closed jacket or a comment about the sexy rose tattoo on my breast. Their names wer...
Jeff arrived at Cindy's apartment that Friday night promptly at eight. His wife had been in a rage when he left. She didn't believe for a minute that he'd been called by an old college room-mate and had to go out with him. But Jeff would worry about Allison later. Right now he was almost faint with excitement at the prospect of a real date with Cindy. Afte...
It's a beautiful, warm summer day. We decide to go to the mall for some shopping and people watching. (People watching us – that is) As we are walking across the parking lot a warm breeze blows up my very loose fitting white shirt. As most of you already know from my other stories, I hate bras and rarely wear them. So the breeze has reached my nipples and me...
I spotted you standing by the statue of the bear at Paddington Station, just as we'd agreed. At six foot four, muscular, dark haired and tanned, you were exactly like your photo. It was a warm day and you were wearing a polo shirt, shorts and deck shoes. I smiled to myself. Today was going to be a very good day. As you looked round I caught your eye, then...
It's fun to have both. And fun to sometimes put them together. I was having a late business lunch with my friend Alex at the local power eatery, and we were discussing the merits of certain distribution platforms for our products. The waiter came over and I ordered a glass of white wine even though it was lunchtime and I had plenty of work to do back at the...
After some fantastic leather-clothed and booted sex, I was about to take the lovely Emma out for a pub supper at "The Stag in Rut" in Bodling. I had only met her earlier that day at the barber shop in Bodling, where she worked, when she had given me rather more than a haircut. We had quickly realised that we shared a number of fetishes, including boots, leat...
Six The trip to the spa a month ago had been memorable. She still wasn't sure who had gotten her off while she was motionless on the massage table. He had not spilled the beans, and was clearly enjoying toying with her about it. A return visit to interrogate Hiroko wasn't in the cards; that would certainly be awkward no matter what Hiroko's answer would be....
It had been a long day, so I was ready for a night out with my man and to let my hair down and kick back. I was planning on meeting him in the local pub for a few drinks and maybe some food. Even though I'd been with him for a while it still gave me butterflies knowing that I was going to see him. As normal, I'd gone home and showered, did my hair and make-...
We are on a secluded beach in a small cove. I have a massage table setup in the shallow, warm water, small waves lapping at the shore. Warm tropical breezes rustles the fronds on the palm trees, steel drum music coming from water proof speakers mounted under the table. Looking at your hard, hot body (in your little bikini) has me thinking of several very ina...
A whistle woke me up, but I was too tired to move, so I yawned and rolled over, ignoring master's call. A hard slap on my ass made me sit up guiltily. "Dinner time Raven, come bitch." I went, following him out of the room and into a kitchen on all fours, "sit." I tried to get onto one of the chairs at the kitchen table, but he pulled my hair backwards, so...