(Many women dream of a fantasy man who is half man, half beast. Someone who will treat us like a lady, but fuck us like an animal. The following story is fictional. I hope you like it. I had a lot of fun writing it.) * Cindy was walking down the wooded path that is next to a stream. The path was dark from the shade of the trees and she takes her time. When...
My ex-girlfriend hadn't changed since I'd last seen her. She was still slim and, while not exceptionally curvy, definitely with enough curves in the right places. She was also definitely dressed to impress, wearing a yellow summer dress that went well with her shapely, caramel-colored legs and contrasted nicely with her well-brushed jet-black hair, her legs...
I dress in the mirror, observing my image, not my usual attire, but this is no ordinary evening. It started two days ago when he answered my Internet advertisement. "Woman seeking male 25-45 well mannered and well dressed for wining and dining." Simple but affective. He was the first to make contact, an eager beaver, but very calm and relaxed. He wrote intel...
After receiving the message I was excited as well as tensed, I was excited for the gift but at the same time I was tensed for masturbating, after giving it a thought I decided not to tell her about this masturbation thing and if she comes to know by herself, I will accept whatever punishment she will give me. I was excited for the surprise and I thought of t...
I do not write much in BDSM because I am still so new at it. Constructive comments are appreciated. I've been staring at the blank page for almost 20 minutes, watching the cursor flash – taunting me to write something with its impatient twitch. I'm almost scared to put it down in black and white – the dark, socially taboo feelings I've been having. But...
I am fortunate enough to be in a job where I am able to work at home a couple of days a week. This has many benefits. Some of them are quite unexpected. One of the unexpected ones happened the other day! My next door neighbour has a daughter, Amy. She has recently turned 18 and it has been a pleasure watching her turning from a chubby girl into a buxom you...
This story is dedicated to Lisa Jones, a true friend and great writer whose help and guidance on this and other of my stories has inspired me more than she knows This is the 1st Part of a 12 part tale of a Lady and her stable of slaves 1. The End of a Day Deanna began to slowly roll her head to and fro on her pillow, her hands alternately grasping at the...
Jenny Jones, the filthiest, randiest woman David Rutter, vicar of Chigwell had ever experienced had drained him dry until he was shooting dust. So much so, he had been forced to sleep in and forego his morning blow job from Mrs. McNab, his housekeeper and general factotum. In fact it was two days later before his cock lost sufficient soreness to be handled....
Hey! Justin here. I have been living with a secret for the last sixteen years. Now I'm ready to share it with others. I'm a Dom and I have a little princess under my thumb. Her name is Melissa. A sexy little think, five- foot- six, one hundred-nineteen pounds, haunting emerald eyes and thick auburn hair. She has a scent of ripe strawberries and a smile th...
Erin jogged up the steps of the farm-style house in good spirits. She let herself in using her key and called out, "Mr. Morris! It's Erin." Call me Blake, he always asked, but for some reason she resisted. She wasn't usually a stickler for propriety but with him it seemed like a good idea. Maybe his military roots made the formality seem more natural to her....