It is a warm and sunny summer afternoon. I suggest that we go to the pool and catch some rays. As we get on our floats, I tell you that I don’t want you in a suit today. My eyes want the freedom of roaming over your beauty. We leisurely float in the water and relax in the warmth of the sun. You can feel my eyes upon your body. “Does my Master like what he i...
She wondered how this weekend at the retreat would help her to clear her head and make sense of the mess her life felt like. The only reason she agreed to come was to get her persistent friends off her back. Now, as she approached the front desk, she knew it had to be a mistake. Her suitcase made an incredible noise as it passed over the cold stone floors....
I was walking along the beach in Jamaica on a beautiful summer day. I had come to the resort as a vacation and to clear my mind. I had just ended a three-year relationship in a tumultuous manner. I had found my ex-girlfriend cheating on me. We had a huge fight when I confronted her about it and we were through. I took the trip just to get away from the whole...
I knew the first time I saw him that there was going to be something between us. He was a tall, big, handsome man with beautiful dancing eyes and the friendliest smile I had ever seen. His hands were large enough to cover a side of a basketball and he just exuberated with the essence of what a man should be. He had a mysterious quality about him and I knew t...
Authors Note: The events of this series roughly follow on the Black Panther series, written last decade(!), but are not sequels. The only link is that Tabitha, who was my fuck buddy for a time and the protagonist in the third and final story of that series, is given her own series here as I describe her sexual evolution under my guiding influence. The settin...
The jet touched the runway with a lurch and a cloud of smoke. The huge jet engines reversed their thrust in a whining symphony of noise and dust. The brakes slowed the jet and it proceeded to make its way down the taxiway toward the British Airways terminal. Selena was restless, she was patiently waiting to see her father. "Oh Jenson, at last, we're here."...
"Chocolate Truffle" Poor Sebastian had to sit on a wicker sofa in the lavished basement as Kelly washed his pants in her washer. The basement was painted light blue with slate tiles with a few beach themed carpets. She felt like she was in a tropical hotel doing a man's laundry. She chuckled at that. She was only helping him since she made the mess. After c...
Connor paused, resting on his legs supported by the little shelf on the chaise like he was sitting up in the saddle and getting ready to ride. He surveyed the coupled couple just below him. Sherry was dripping wet, and her juices flowed down her husband's cock like hot juices leaking on a turkey baster, except his dick was lot thicker, and most of it was hid...
A Master Enjoys His Sub On The Porch i am sitting on the wicker chair on the back porch when i hear Your steps behind me. i can feel my body shiver, just knowing You are near. i hear You move up behind my chair and stop, Your hands coming down to graze the top of my shoulders and run down to my elbows. my head leans back on the chair as i close my eyes and...
Joey Watson didn't quite know what to make of Emma O'Neill's huge farm. He was still feeling a bit jet-lagged from the flight; he missed the noise of New York and found this place way too quiet. He wished Emma had lived in Brisbane or Melbourne, not Parkes; what did this town have, he thought, besides a bunch of sheep and the satellite that showed the moon l...