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Susan was prettier than usual that morning. Her
neatly-brushed silky blond hair just brushed her shoul-
ders with a slight wave. My downstairs neighbor had
dressed for comfort in running shorts, a tube top and
sandals. Her clothing hugged her lush figure tightly,
just as I wished I could.
She seemed preoccupied, however, as we shared
our customary cup of …
I was desperate to make the sale and willing to do almost
anything to close the deal. The real estate market had been in the
pits for more than a year and I was feeling the pinch. I hadn’t made
a sale in months and I knew the company was planning on cutting the
sales staff to reduce overhead. My …
My Dearest,
You must follow my instructions to the letter if you want to continue
our sexual exploration.
Firstly you are to have a shower and wash yourself thoroughly. Next you
will shave off all hair below your neckline. There is a razor and some
shaving cream in the bathroom. That includes your pussy. I want you
completely smooth for …
Laura and I sat alone together at a table for four.
We were in sunny Miami at the Gibson Hotel, a large monstrosity of a
building who’s only saving grace was that it was planted squarely on the
beach.
From our table on the patio we could see the sand and the ocean only a
hundred feet away, and further …
He laid there in bed, the covers tossed aside, and that
sheet the only thing protecting him from view. As he
drew that thin white sheet up over him, he turned over,
yet again, trying to get comfortable and return to
slumber. His arm pulled up under a splay of raven
strands long enough to reach mid back. Many people…
My name is Traci. I am 24 years old, white, petite and
attractive. Dark brown silky hair, just past my
shoulders, and my body measures 32c-23-34. Shapely, with
not too much on top, but a firm, well shaped behind that
has always saved me from being overlooked.
I stand just 5’3 and weigh 102 lbs. I have always been
more …
After allowing ruthie to get some water and rest a bit, I replaced her
gag, and led her over to the wire cage, intending to use it as a “holding
pen” while I readied the next “attraction.” The cage was basically a box
on legs with a crosspiece at the top..although the legs were at an angle.
The entire contraption …
I rubbed my neck and glanced at Joy sitting next to me at the nurses station.
“What a night! IV’s, blood hangs, ICU emergencies, cranky patients. Joy, I am
sick of sick people!” Joy nodded in firm agreement, then a big smile lit up her
face. Uh oh, I thought, here it comes. Joy and I had been in more …
Rain patters against the evening window, and my mind drifts off
again. I try to focus, to bring myself back to the real world, but the
events
of the past months flashed through my brain uncalled for.
Expressing to my wife that I wanted her to occasionally take the
lead was probably not the hardest thing I had ever done …
“Scream all you want, Bonnie.” Bob whispered into her ear, as he attempted to
mount her from behind, both on hands and knees in the doggie style position.
Bob had applied a tiny drop of KY on the outside of her rectum. Just enough
lube to work the head of his shaft just inside the anal ring. Not really enough…
When I wake up it’s already dark outside. I get up from my cot on the floor, crawling on my hands and knees. My only clothing is the collar on my neck, its bell tinkling softly as I approach the dark figure sitting on the couch.
It’s the Young Lady
She’s looking distractedly at her phone, a boring expression on …
Read More →We had been out at the pool all day, enjoying the sun and margaritas. I
loved to visit him, he always had something new planned for me. I never
knew what was going to happen when I went over to AJ’s house.
He was on the phone with someone, who I couldn’t tell you. He was
turned away from me …
It seems so long ago now.
But it was only 1974. When Michelle was just sixteen years old. A
shy, somewhat mixed-up girl, attending the Notre Dame du Lac convent school
in Montreal. She was a little confused at still being in a church school,
after all the trouble she’d caused at the last one. But it was what her…
“…in lechery there is at least something permanent, something that is
truly founded upon nature and is not subject to the imagination,
something that is present like a constantly live coal in the blood…if
I didn’t have that, I’d probably have to shoot myself.” -Crime and
Punishment
“Hope all is well. Working in Boston for the summer. We should try …
Read More → The soft nigh breeze was blowing in the open window of my room. It was
late Saturday night, or at least late for me 11 O’clock. I was sitting at
my little desk writing. As I paused for a moment before I wrote I smiled.
I was such a naughty girl!
“OOOO diary I just can’t Bellevue what happened tonight! …
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