Chapter 13* Gavin opened the door for Alex to his apartment, she wasn't three feet in the door before Elizabeth engulfed her in a massive hug then leaned in and kissed her. Full on. Tongue and all, like she was some sort of long lost boyfriend. "Missed you too," Alex smiled breathlessly when Elizabeth pulled from her lips. "I'm so happy to see you back...
I remember the first time I saw him. He was tall, nicely built, oozing with attitude, and sexy as hell! I have always been attracted to that "bad boy" image and here he was standing in front of me. Knowing that ultimately this man would break my heart but determined to enjoy every single moment we spend together until we've parted ways. Our conversations on...
We meet again at a quaint little coffee shop - the kind that wants you to pretend like you're in a living room rather than in a restaurant. It's either mid morning or late afternoon. We get our coffee and sit in a quiet corner, shoulder to shoulder on an overstuffed couch. My feet are tucked beneath me as I lean slightly in your direction. Our body language...
The day had finally arrived. She sat, in her car, outside her Master's house, wondering if she could go through with it. She was so scared that she wouldn’t be able to please Him, that she’d disappoint Him. She took a few calming breaths and thought back over all of the emails, conversations and phone calls. Through all of them, He'd pushed her, made her mor...
Author's note: Hello readers. I hope you enjoy another story featuring Pam Beesly from The Office. This idea was suggested by an anonymous comment left on my most recent Office story. That comment ask for a lesbian ass worship story between Pam and Jan. That idea really jumped out at me for some reason and here is the result. I hope it does the subject matte...
Heather, my wife of several years, was waiting for me at the kitchen table when I got home from work. "I want you to sit down," she with a calm, but commanding tone to her voice. "What's up babe?" I asked trying to lighten what felt like her dark mood. "Just sit down." Heather is a petite bundle of energy, quick with a smile and a joke. Her eyes dance...
September 1989 (Jackie.) part 2. I don't know how long I left her up there but I had at least three maybe four cigarettes before heading back upstairs, rock hard and ready to fuck her brains out. Having already cum four times in just a few hours I was ready for a long hard fuck, a long hard meticulous fuck. She was squirming and pulling at the ropes and ca...
My name is Jackson Leroy III. I'm a young Black man originally from Boston currently living in rural Virginia. I'm a student at the Fraser Institute of Technology. It's a small, four-year private technical college with only about thirty eight hundred students. I found out about them my senior year of high school. I attended Saint Paul Academy, an all-male Ca...
Megan missed her Master, Alex Reinwright, desperately. He'd left hurriedly that morning with just a light kiss on her cheek, a cup of coffee in one hand and his briefcase in the other. Usually they would shower together and He would tease her, but the power had gone out in the night and Master was running late. She'd received a call from him, telling her tha...
I should note that this story was written for a certain unnamed someone. All persons in this story are above the age of 18. ***** It was the cold that woke her up, and as she woke up, she became more and more agitated. She was naked, yes, and her pussy freshly shaven. Her nipples were hard from the cold, jutting out proudly from her 32D breasts. She shiv...