I woke up slowly. Before I even opened my eyes, I realized that
something was feeling really good. I opened my eyes to see that Holly
was down at the foot of the bed, licking and kissing my cock. She smiled
up at me with a mischievous look in her green eyes. “Good morning,
Master,” she whispered before giving my …
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My wife was out of town for the week, which left me without much to do
besides watching TV or catching the basketball games on the radio. So when
rush hour hit, I headed to a nearby bar and sat at the rail to check out the
traffic, ordering a gin and tonic to pass the time. It was an …
I was flipping through the alternative paper, and I ran across a
coupon for a new place had opened in town, the “VIP Lounge”. No cover
charge and only $21 an hour before 10pm. I had heard something of
these places on the net but I was interested to see how they worked in
practice. It was that rarity in …
“It will be splendid to have a fine, strong young man about the house,
Mr. Brandywine,” said Mrs. Dalrymple, as she took Corky’s hands in
hers.
There was something unnerving about the half-smile that darted across
her face as she looked at him sidelong. Corky didn’t quite remember
the moment when he had agreed to become a boarder at Mrs. …
Karen collapsed on top of me as our orgasms faded. I wrapped my
arms around her, cradling her head in my hand as she gave my
collarbone a tired kiss. We panted in and out of sync for a
time, coming back down.
“Ooohhhhhhh, thank you, Pete. I know you were ready well before
I was – thank you for …
The sun gradually dipped below the horizon, imparting first an inky twilight
upon the landscape and then a humid darkness. Mosquitoes, which were
particularly heavy this season thanks to a wet winter without many frosts,
made their appearance as well, feasting on the legs and arms of the guests.
The temperature dropped from the low nineties to the low eighties …
I knew that there was something on Shayla’s mind when we went out to
dinner that weekend. Two glasses of wine later, she began to tell me
what she had been thinking about. I knew that she had been backing
off from her dominance in our relationship, and she admitted it when I
pressed her to talk.
“I know it’s …
Read More →After the movie, the clutch of girlfriends decided to get a
late-night snack at a local diner. After the main course, they
sat chatting over coffee and desert.
“Guess who I saw today, Surrey?” Janice asked, looking like a
tease. Janice was Surrain’s closest friend. They had been
roomates when they were undergrads. Janice was from New York,
tall, thin, …
The next morning, Surrey was incredibly appologetic as she
washed the statue thoroughly under warm soap and water. John
had spent the night thrust deep into her ass, completely buried
from head to toe. He had come an additional 8 times that night,
as Surrey moved, rolled over, squeezed her buns or intestinal
muscles. “What kind of sicko am I?” …
I walked her up and down the room on the leash to cool down further. We
made two circuits, then I took her to the weight bench again to take off
her shoes and socks. When she stood, I reattached her wrists behind her
back and removed the leash.
I asked her how she felt about the workout, and she …
Read More →Laurel jumped nervously as the big lights came on and Dean’s pants crumpled to the floor. Dean tore off his tee shirt and bent to remove his shoes and socks. Laurel’s breath caught in her throat as she saw the man’s huge arms and chest, and he wished that they were alone – and in love – in this lousy …
Read More → Abstract: His Domme demands he meet her at lunchtime; but not to
eat.
He hurried to her apartment as soon as he could. The message on
his pager had just said, “Be here soonest for lunch.” When she opened
the door for him, she quietly pointed to the side room where the
computer and her toys were kept. Knowing the …
Sipping her vanilla milkshake, she sat at the bright white
formica table in Baskin-Robbins in her cheerful pink sweater,
waiting for the pedophile. The song on the radio reminded her of
a tune she had heard once in her father’s antique collection of
phonograph records. As she listened, the melody reminded her of
the ancient playback device, the slow rotation, …
“Good evening, Miss Cornell. My name is Ellie. If you’d like to take all
your clothes off, and lie face down on the couch under the towel, I’ll be
back with you in just a second.”
Ellie is younger than any of the masseuses I’ve had before. Nineteen maybe,
twenty max. Prettier too. Petite, but with a full little body …
I glanced up from my drink and saw her across the bar. She was the one
for tonight. Dark brown hair with a few lighter streaks falling just
past her shoulders. Cute face, just a little round in that baby fat
sort of way. Her eyes suggested a small amount of Asian heritage, but
the bright blue color stood out …