HIYA! I have several stories I have yet to publish. This is the first story I've done in first person. Yes grammar needs work, still trying to find an editor I feel comfortable with. I appreciate all the feedback I'm being given and I hope I don't botch the first person too badly. (palewriter I hope this is more your genre) ***** "Today she wore that gr...
She dressed carefully that morning...choosing a short dress ...low scoop neckline...buttons all the way down the front...the first three undone...showing a hint of her cleavage and the swell of her full breasts...the bottom two also left undone...the lace on the top of her black stockings peeking out as her heels clicked on the sidewalk...hips swaying with a...
What is perhaps the easiest way to sum up just who Gabrielle is? Simple she is the sort of woman who does Anal on a first date as this story will attest too. That's a pretty simple way of defining a big part of her. Its that sort of behaviour, that willingness to fuck and her love of Cock and Anal Sex that has helped her become such a success and has also l...
She flew into Seattle, Washington and caught a cab to her hotel. She was attending a weeklong conference for her job. She enters the plush hotel, checks into her room and realizes the company has splurged for this trip. She smiles to herself knowing she has the most luxurious room in the hotel. A knock at the door, the bell-hop with her bags. She thanks him...
"What are you doing?" I ask her. She had bent down under the table, right after we ordered our dinner. "Taking my shoes off," Gina replies casually. Before I could ask why, I felt her toes press against my crotch under the tablecloth. I was hard within a minute, her toes switching between pushing softly on my balls and rubbing my penis through my dress pan...
It was during the holidays in my last year at school that I found that someone other than mom and I were using the hatbox. By now its inventory had expanded to include a vibrator and several types of lubrication that gave heat or a tingling sensation. They also seemed to slow down the whole process towards the climax. My folks and brothers had gone off for t...
First dates and first fucks are things you never forget, ever as if engrained in some permanent memory for back up on lonely cold nights or passionate warm mornings. Whatever the case may be its hard for me to distinguish now when passion becomes lust and lust becomes love. I guess it happens at odd hours of the night as I sit and listen to nightingales outs...
Simple, it can be simple, the more raw and intense it is the better. Cut to the chase, sometimes foreplay is overrated and when you want it and you need it, it won't come soon enough. That's just how it is with him it's never soon enough and each passing between us leaves me wanting more and more. So much so that even in dreams I can't escape the want, it li...
As the sun rose on my tortured body, I could feel the juices of my never ending orgasms. The clamps on my nipples had kept me awake throughout the night, as the phalluses work their dirty deeds on my ass and cunt. The proof of their labors was dripping down my thighs and onto the deck. My cruel but loving Master knew that his ministrations would set me str...
I was told to come to Sir's home! Wondering all the way there what is in store for me, I arrive and am immediately given my collar and leash. I love my collar and leash more then I can tell you. Sir allows me to walk upright as the terrain is a little too harsh for all fours. We reach a spot behind His barn in the woods where he blindfolds me and I'm tied sp...