Kelli sat in her car for a few minutes, gathering her thoughts. It had been quite an eventful afternoon. She needed to think. Martha's questions ran over and over in her mind. "Can you submit willingly?" "Can you be a good little slave, like Robert?" She had been in awe of Robert's submission and it had really turned her on. She wanted to be like that, onl...
So. My name is Taralee. My story begins at the end of summer, 1964. Less than a year before, my city had been convulsed by the assassin's bullet that shattered our dream of the American Camelot: the unimaginable assassination of John F. Kennedy, followed by Jack Ruby's live-on-TV gunshot that created a generation's worth of conspiracy theories, then the...
Something About Hannah---a modern day love story What was it about Hannah that I just couldn't quite figure out? Sure, I am still a virgin, but I'd like to think of myself as the kind of guy that could always find at least one attractive characteristic in most any woman. Somewhere in between physical beauty, intelligence and personality is surely the core o...
Lea was the wife of Brent's best friend Tim. Brent had been envious ever since Tim had started dating Lea. Lea was the sexiest woman Brent knew. She wasn't 'high fashion' -- she was simply sexy and had something about her that always drove Brent crazy. Lea was a petite 5'4" with shoulder length blonde hair, green eyes and though not skinny, had a trim at...
"Yes, Slave, you're dressing for the evening. It's a cocktail party. Dress classy but sexy. A short black dress with stilettos would be appropriate." You rush to dress appropriately already slick and wet from this voicemail message. You pick an expensive black dress that clings to your body. The material is almost like silk but it is stretchy and hugs your...
It was only my second morning in Rio de Janeiro and already I was having the best vacation of my life. I awoke to bright sunlight streaming through the open balcony door with the distant sound of waves crashing upon Ipanema beach. The cool morning breeze was offset by the two warm and naked bodies sleeping on either side of me. I had spent the night at Camil...
"You're kidding me right?" My mind just got blown. I didn't know how else to respond. Matt shook his head and just looked embarrassed. I didn't think our lunch would turn into this. "Did you really just ask to have a threesome with you and your girlfriend?" All I could do was let out an awkward laugh. He had to be joking. He wasn't joking. I didn't reali...
Yesterday was day three of our cruise and it was a strange day. Carrie was still glowing when she got up. She must have thanked me for the adventuresome evening of firsts at least ten times. I was basking all her praise and strutting like a peacock when we went to breakfast. After breakfast, Carrie was in a rush to get to her private bridge tour with the shi...
Chapter 2: Doctor Who? With just a week to go until the FA cup final, and having been knocked off the top of the Premier League, Paul knew that it was imperative to gain full fitness for the difficult run in to the season. Thus far Oakdale had failed to score in every game that Paul had missed. They needed their star striker back as soon as possible…and eve...
I watched Marissa Lawrence wipe the corners of her mouth with a linen napkin. Her lipstick was worn away. All that remained was a stain of berry color. The lovely pout of her lips reminded me of the way they looked after I'd spent hours kissing them. "What?" Marissa questioned. Her dazzling smile crept across her face. "Nothing." "You were staring." "Oh...