You woke up in a white blank room. The last thing you remembered was that it's your wedding night. You were lying on the bed, waiting for your bride. Where am I? Where is she? Why am I here? Then you suddenly heard a voice: "No need to hurry. All those questions will be answered." Turned back, you saw a sphere of light floating in the air. "I'...
Before going on I have reflected on my gunging fetish in chapter one. I come from the North of Scotland where brides are "blackened" with all sorts vile stuff. Not stripped as Louise was but the groom may be left in his boxers. I suffered the weekend before my wedding everything Louise did except the engine oil and still had boot polish under my nails on hon...
The baby was asleep in his bed, the cat was outdoors, the venetian blinds were drawn, and the lights were out throughout their entire home except their bedroom. Only a dim night light illuminated their private room. He quickly removed all his clothing but she did not.. She stood across the room in front of a full-length mirror so he could get two views of...
This tells of the developing relationship with my wife/Mistress. ***** From the moment when I moved in with my Mistress to become Her full time live in slave She made it clear that She would train me to be Her toilet slave. So one of my first tasks was to find and purchase a fully equipped slave's toilet box. After some searching on the internet I found a...
We had known each other practically since birth, His family's home directly behind mine in a quiet Midwestern suburb. We had always been close as friends, and no one was surprised when we became a couple in high school. Others were a bit surprised that we were still a couple upon graduation four years later. They were even more surprised when we left for our...
Another story I did for my wife. Short, sweet, bit of a quickie. It's my beautiful wife that inspires these stories and I enjoy acting them out with her. I know some of the details may not make sense to some, but to the one that matters, she knows what I'm talking about. All comments are appreciated, seeing as how I'm a new author. I'm laying in bed wa...
I had a neighbor whose name was Sheila. Her, my mom Buretta, and aunt Debra were 62 years old. They were foxy petite women. 5 feet tall, 160 lbs, 44 jjj-30-68 measurements. But best feature of all was there high arched feet. I lived in a suburban neighborhood. We were African American and i loved my neighbor. On a nice summer day, she'd come out in just...
I'm the girl who lost "the guy." Heed my words ... I know what I'm talking about. Have you ever fallen so hard in love with someone you felt like you couldn't breathe without them? Your whole world was falling apart and coming together at the same time and nothing, nothing could stand in the way of your happiness? It's floating and falling, good and evil, f...
Shandy silently walks up behind Colby and slips her hands in his front pockets. He can feel the heat of her bare breasts through his shirt. Shandy stands on her tip-toes and whispers in his ear, "Good night my Love. I will dream of you making love to me as you did on our wedding night - brimming with the depths of passion." Shandy lightly kisses Colby’s ear,...
I'll admit it: it's been ages since I've posted anything. I went back to school, earned a degree and started a new career since my last story, and so I'm just putting a short one act piece out there to dip my toes in the water, as it were. mistake: an action or judgment that is misguided or wrong. "I won't let you throw our marriage away because of one stu...