Everything related to teasing.
I joined Lush awhile ago and met some wonderful friends. Within hours of joining I met a friend who became very close and dear to me. She was my first friend. She has followed me since I started writing. Hello’s are exchanged every day. Chatting happened when we had time. We spent long hours talking…
I opened one eye. Gail was next to me, her face buried partly under the bed covers. āAre you awake,ā I asked. āWhat time is it?ā was her sleepy response. āA little past 9:30,ā I told her. If we hurried we could make the hotel breakfast which ended at 10:00 a.m. āCanāt we just have…
Emily stood from her perch on the low garden wall, and waited as the motorcycle came to a stop at the driveway, a few feet away from her. The powerful machine rumbled in the mid-morning air, its red-painted body gleaming in the Georgia sun. She watched as the rider shifted into neutral and kicked out…
My life had very quicklyĀ become boring in the aftermathĀ ofĀ “Pure Lust”.Ā After we parted ways, we had kept up with our usual chatsĀ on Lush, but I just couldn’tĀ remain happy with this form of communication for long. She was so alive in person, andĀ text just wasn’t cutting it any more. So, I decided I had to act quickly…
We met on Lush, her and I, both sharing an interest in our stories and our love of the BDSM lifestyle. She was a “sub”, a submissive, one who enjoys serving and submitting to another. I was a Master, a Dominant, and the one whom the submissive served. However, I was not her Master. That…
The Weekend meeting ā Part Three I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs and ran my fingers lightly over her belly, pussy, and then her ass. She arched her head back and moaned that it felt good. āPut your finger in my pussy,ā she pleaded. I ignored her and slowly brushed my fingers…
I’ve always been shy, overly shy to the point it can be annoying. You know, like those little kids who hide behind their motherās dresses? Yeah, like that. Iām not sure why I am this way, but Master has told me I need to learn to break free from it. He doesn’t want to push…
I decide to go out on my own one night because none of my friends are in the mood to drink, and I’m hoping that being there without them will give me the chance to try things I would not normally do. I’m not old enough to order myself a drink yet (I’m 18), but…
The room is chilly, and every so often, I can feel a cold breeze blow over my skin. Iām tied in the middle of the room. My arms are high above me, cuffed to a beam that keeps me about two inches from the ground. Iām blindfolded and naked. I’ve misbehaved and I know Iām…
I handed her a silk-like scarf, a large piece of a nylon stocking, a black cloth glove, knitted gloves, and a blindfold. āAnd these are for?ā she asked. āLater,ā I said. Finally, I showed her a hair brush with very soft bristles and a long, round, plastic handle. She looked at me with a puzzled…
It was a beautiful, hot, summer’s day for a barbecue. I stood in my shorts and muscle shirt, flipping burgers and dogs on the grill. There were about thirteen friends over, eating, drinking and mingling about the yard. I saw you out the corner of my eye exiting the house and headed my way. You…
I walk into his hotel room and an easy smile comes across my face as I see him sprawled on the bed, reading.Ā ‘Hey you,’ I say, walking over to wrap my arms around him. He grins and slowly winds his arms around me, pulling me right against him. ‘You ready to see the sights?’…
It was both exciting and humiliating to him as he walked towards the large upstairs bathroom where Amanda was waiting for him. Thinking of turning back, the frustration kept him moving… slowly. He paused for a moment, before his nervous hand reached towards the doorknob. In Amanda’s house, there were some rules, and he knew…
Siobhan ran up to the nearest elevator, only to find out that it was ‘out of order’. She sighed heavily and took off her yellow stilettos. She flung them into her bag and took off up the stairs. She was only on the second floor when she became out of breath. As she was about…
The next week Al got up early Saturday to take care of the lawn work. Cindy had already been up a while, as she always got up early, even on her day off. Al grabbed a cup of coffee and joined Cindy at the patio dining table, where she was reading the paper. They chatted…
