He doesn't need to blindfold me. The room is dark as pitch, even with my eyes wide open, staring so hard that I can feel my pupils dilated fully, making my ears ring, all I see is dark in dark. The high backed wooden chair I'm tied to is the only solid thing my senses can grab hold of, the harshness of the rope that binds my hands tightly behind my back an...
I hope you'll forgive the paraphrasing. There's something that feels urgent about getting every word right, but I'm sure I won't. Some phrases I'm sure I remember exactly, though. "Don't ever stop." Like that one. Definitely among my favorite series of words ever, and one I hadn't heard in years. They say there are desperate and insatiable women all over t...
He paused to catch his breath, wipe the sweat from his forehead once again and to watch her shapely lowers legs stride out in front of him. With each step he saw the tensing of her calf muscles describing a perfect definition. She walked confidently and quickly, matching his pace up the mountain path with ease. He took comfort from the fact that she was youn...
I first saw her in the lobby of the hotel in which I was staying for my conference. I'm the national sales manager for a large manufacturing company. We hold a national sales meeting every year to which all of the regional managers are gathered for education on new products, sales techniques, etc. She was a tall woman, actually taller than I, but I noticed...
Chapter 5 "Debra Gets Shaved" Once I arrived at my place, I got a beer and went to the living room and stripped out of my clothes. My erection was still pretty much up so I began stoking myself and imagining what the girls were doing. I loved the images I had of Debra in and out of clothes and looked forward to tomorrow and what I assumed would be a new l...
So there I was laying on the floor of one of my fraternity brothers' rooms. In a dress and stockings. Handcuffed. Blindfolded. All willingly. Choking on the cum some guy who had entered the wrong room had shot down my throat after face fucking me for twenty minutes. I was briefly relieved when I heard the chains holding my arms outstretched were undone and...
All those involved in sexual acts are 18 or older Chapter 12 My First Party It was Paul Sosnowski, a senior, who invited me to my first party at which beer and marijuana were available. He did this because it meant I would bring Heather along, not as my date, but presumably as his. I made no mention of this to Heather, telling her only that we were invited...
Paul had decided to go into the office on Saturday morning. It was a crummy rainy day and his gold game had been rained out. He opted to get caught up on some paperwork rather than sit at home drinking coffee. He would stop at the gym afterward to get a workout in before returning to his home. Paul showered and as he dried off he checked himself out in the m...
I am not a lesbian. At least I never thought of myself as one. Even now I don't feel I am one, but my recent experiences have made me realize that no matter what gender, I am willing to serve a dominant; a master. As a high school English teacher I have always thought I was the one in control; that I was the leader. In the case of this last school year and...
You might want to read the first part if you haven't already. I continued from there at the request of another reader. Many thanks for her encouragement and comments! * My first thought was to reach down and stroke her in turn but then I thought it might be fun not to let her know I was awake. Now for anyone who hasn't tried it, it's not easy pretending to...