My mistress has some... interesting ideas sometimes, and I'm always left amazed at how deep the levels of her imagination run, at least when it comes to finding new ways to explore deep into my psyche. She'd been doing things in the playroom for a few evenings, telling me that I could see it when she was ready - and I was certainly curious. A few larger pac...
"Damn, damn, damn!" I thought to myself, "What in the world have you gotten yourself into now, girl?" I squirmed against the intense sensation of the vibrator as I felt and heard the unrelenting driving, pounding sound of the mini stallion as it forced the dildo deep inside me, then back out. Chuk-a-chuk-a-chuk-a-chuk, over and over and over, no stopping it...
Her body is my Heaven on Earth. Every waking moment that I'm apart from her, all I'm doing is yearning to be back between her luscious sun-kissed thighs once more. That is why, while on my way home from work, I was barely shocked to feel blood rushing to my groin upon imagining what was waiting for me at home. I bit my lower lip, squirming a bit in my seat a...
This was not happening. There is just no way that you had taken our dynamic to this level. I was sure of it, yet there I knelt stuck in the dichotomy of pleasure from keeping my clit engorged and alert for you and feeling heartbroken and like nothing as you spent those intimate moments with each other. You had told me to kneel but to face you, open my legs,...
She had an infectious grin; that was the first thing. Impish; it kind of reminded me of Jack Nicholson. But there the resemblance stopped. She was petite, about 5'3, damned if she was over 105 pounds. Dark hair cut to frame her face. Small, swimmer's body. She had a six-pack (she showed me). Deep brown eyes. It was hard to see her as a girl because of the g...
Thanks to everyone for their feedback on the previous chapters, with a special thank-you to my real-life editor. Remaining errors, if any, are mine. Reading the chapters of this story in order is highly recommended. All geek culture references are properties of their original copyright holders. ***** Veronica came downstairs for the day, and started lookin...
I married Ada in a daze of desire. It seemed impossible that she was even interested in a short and unmanly specimen like myself. After all, she is tall, with blond hair flowing to her shoulders in waves, a sweet face, and a knockout figure. I mean, her curves are stupendous. Generous bust, wide hips, round protruding bottom, large sturdy thighs. Why would s...
*Author's Note: This story being shared is an actual dream, not a mockery of Transgendered individuals. Please note that his dream is filled with subconscious desires and is no way being used as a form of disrespect to those who are Transgendered. Thank you, JR I dreamt of you last night. I dreamt that we went to bed as we always did when we had the ho...
The last I'd checked my phone, it was 1:43 am. Now, I had no idea. I think I'd lost it by the way it'd stopped buzzing, killing off that pleasant little distracting vibration at my hip. Or maybe it just died. Either way, I wasn't complaining, because I was too preoccupied to care. Walking through the throng of bodies on the scantily lit dance floor, I nea...
Alan was walking down the streets at a late hour as he often did, thinking of nothing but his loneliness and how to seek an end. He passed endless shops and residences almost looking for someone but at the same time not. He observed the bright lights and architectural accomplishments of the city with utmost apathy as he jingled and jangled the coins in his p...