I took pride in my flower garden that ran along the edge of my house. Every morning, I made sure to weed and water my beautiful, luscious garden. It was hot and sunny most days where I lived. Often, I would wear daisy duke shorts and a tank top when I worked outside. Our neighbor, Don would sit on his porch every morning and have a cup of coffee. One day I n...
I have long been intensely curious about female domination. I had a few girlfriends in college who were willing to play around with it, but for them it was always a game. It wasn't real to them, it was just another kink they were exploring and willing to quit when something newer came along. But for me, it was a passion. After college, I moved to Chicago, g...
A warm spring breeze ruffles my short skirt and my long auburn hair. My white stilettos click on the pavement as I walk to work. Hearing them always makes me smile, as does the delicious feeling of my nylon clad thighs rubbing together as I walk. My pale pink skirt is flared and very short showing off my shapely legs. When clubbing or shopping I wear sexy st...
"Salaam, Bonsoir, Monsieur Claude," said the hostess at Assad's Palace, and Claude Ferdinand smiled pleasantly at Asma Assad, wife of the late owner Ali Assad. The six-foot-tall, curvy, attractive, fifty-something Arab lady, who had a few silver streaks in her long dark hair greeted him with her customary warm smile, and Claude greeted her in kind. It's am...
©2011, All rights reserved – mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~ It was a simple question really, one that I really should have anticipated just in case. But I hadn't. I'd been so captivated by exploding deep inside Ann's ass that I'd lost myself to the moment. As we lay still coupled, my thick shaft buried in her backside, she brought me back when she broke our long si...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. ***** Spring weddings were always lovely but this one was particularly special. My best friend was getting married. His bride was a beautiful brunette named Melanie. The two had been together since college and through my be...
Chapter Ten We were on the bridge, and had barely entered light speed, with ten days ahead of us. Well, I was on the bridge with Bellona, the others were in the nursery with our babies. Bellona said, "It's done," in her usual sweet tone of voice, but I could hear the conflict in it. The future looked bright for us, but I felt that same doubt and regret ab...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
I first met my girlfriend Emma three years ago through friends and we have been dating ever since. Emma is 24 years old, 5'2", a brunette with gorgeous pierced pert B cups. We both keep in shape and the squats have really paid off for her as her ass is amazing. We're both pretty sociable and get on well with each other's friends. Emma has great banter with...
Geoff spent the next day in a drunken haze, but even drink could not keep his mind off of the woman who had plagued his thoughts for the past. On Sunday he had the most horrific hangover. Knowing that wallowing in his own drunken self pity for the rest of the day wouldn't do him any good he figured he could swing down to the country club and play a little te...