I had spent most of the weekend doing chores, waiting for Mistress to return from a weekend touchy feely department thing from her school department. As directed, I was doing the dishes, vacuuming, generally cleaning and doing the laundry, all while dressed as Mistress wanted to see me; in her panties, with a lightweight chain connecting my nipple piercings....
She checked herself one last time in the mirror before heading down to the bar. The black dress she had purchased for just this occasion clung to her hips as she self consciously tugged the hemline down to mid thigh. The milky white heft of her cleavage strained against the halter top of the dress. Her sexy black heels were hard to walk in, but the way they...
Bonjour, dear readers. What's up, people? Melody Tremblay-Ibrahim here. I'm a young woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My friends call me Motor Mouth Mel. I'm five-foot-ten, a bit chubby, with long reddish brown hair, lime-green eyes and alabaster skin. Proudly French Canadian and feisty. Got one hell of a story to share with you. It's not easy be...
The rope slid around a thin, pale wrist, pinioning it resolutely against the metal rails running along the headboard. Her arms thus secured, she allowed her body to go slack, her chin resting upon her upper chest, long black hair covering her face like a ghastly veil. She squirmed for a moment, testing her bonds and finding them secure, with no opportunity t...
The Beginning The origin of this piece started when I bought a used computer from the local hockshop. Apparently neither the prior owner nor the store had the sense to sanitize the drive so, being very curious, I did a little nosing around before I reformatted the drive. I found these files but, oddly, there were no similar files for responses. This is a pr...
Pressing lips to lips. Soft at first, almost reluctant, unsure. As this new sensation registers as enjoyable, you move in closer, our silky soft lips moving in unison. My hands come up to run through your hair and caress your face. My tongue surprises you by subtly sweeping over your lips, another sensation to savour. Our kissing becomes more passionate bord...
"I love your cock!" she said breathlessly "That's it" he said "Tell me how much your wet pussy likes my cock slamming into it" he bit out each word between thrusts. His thighs slapped against hers, sounding like a rhythmic clapping. She lay, half sitting, half reclined on his couch. Her legs held aloft, above his shoulders, his big callused hands easily en...
Greetings again:D. Nice to see that some of you have added me to their favourite authors' list, it's very flattering! Here is chapter two of the story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you poisedpencil for being my very awesome editor *hugs*. Chapter Two- things get a little...interesting Koko heard Kit gasp in shock behind her....
"Morning." "Mmmm." Our lips meet, only you've woken up quicker than quick. My delicate, never erring fingers have found you and the feel of my hand and fingers gently touching your suddenly swelling cock is pure electricity and the most sublime calm. You immediately want/need/HAVE to be in me. Only you don't want that at least not right away. There's so m...
This one's a gimme. It's sort of standard, isn't it? The teacher-student fantasy? Well, I told you in my letter about the crush I've got on my Lit Professor. He's young, attractive, enthusiastic, but he's got this side to him-- the sly, dark side that makes me want him to take me across the table at the front of the room. The beginning is, again, pretty st...