“Good morning, Miss. I’ve got your usual station reserved for you, if you would just like to follow me.” Damn, it’s the school ma’am; Tuesday is usually The Angel at this time. Oh well she might be in later I suppose. I don’t wait for the librarian and head off on my own, I’ve been…
The sun was slipping toward the western horizon by the time we made it to the cottage. Our route had taken us a long way out of the city, along winding country roads, up into the wild hills. From there, we had reached the single-track road which followed the shores of the lake for a…
I had teased her mercilessly. Almost every hour I’d called her. I had just asked her if the sound of my voice still turned her on. She cleared her throat and in a quiet voice said that it did. I had her brush her fingertips over her nipples to check whether they were hard. She…
It was one of those lonely days that spilled over into thedarkness where again nothing awaited me but empty silence,or the droning hum of the television. It had been a long time since we’d done anything really spectaculartogether. He was always working; I had my own career, butnothing that even mildly interfered with my loving…
I’d been chatting online with a man for several weeks about getting together for my first bondage experience. I was a bit leery, since we had never met and I knew almost nothing about him. I’d seen his picture and he was an attractive man with black hair and a stocky build. He had offered…
You scramble up the bed to me. Placing your hands up on the headboard above my head, you watch as I spread my thighs. I open them wide as a grin melts across your face. The immediate scent of my cum and pheromones makes me salivate along with you, I can’t help but move my…
First off ill tell you some stuff about me. i’m 5 ft 7 in tall, with jet black hair that goes to my eyes, and i’m very muscular (like vin disel muscles),and i’m 20 years old. I may still live with my mom and dad, but I pull my own weight around the house ok….
Susie woke up knowing that it was Saturday. She woke up feeling wonderful. She woke up feeling totally sexually sated and fulfilled. She turned her head and saw her father still sawing logs. She raised up and looked over him but immediately saw that her mother was already gone. She lay back down and grinned…
Apparently I’m a goody two shoes, and I’m uptight. I agree with the fact that I’m uptight, but I’m not a goody two shoes. I’m not perfect, I swear that to you. My boyfriend thinks that I am, and that I need to “chill the fuck out; do something stupid.” Well, fuck him. Last time…
My legs were open and your rock hard cock was ready. I was there for your taking with my hands tied above my head, blindfolded and gagged with my own panties. You were taking your time while I was begging you to fuck me, but you were being smug. You spread my legs even further…
Ashley Recounts her ride… Bill opened the throttle all the way, I held on for dear life as we accelerated to nearly 100 mph. I wasn’t sure exactly why I was so alive with anticipation, nor why this ride, which should have normally scared the hell out of me, wasn’t frightening me. Yes, I do…
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“What the, what the fuck is going on here?” Aaron began, his voice filled with confusion, not anger, but simply curiosity. “Aaron, I, um.” My dad had no idea what to say, like, not a single bit. “Aaron, dad and I were just, um.” I tried and failed to say anything. “Um, guy’s it’s okay….
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Daddy’s Plaything. Part One I had finally broken his resistance and Daddy now accepted that I was his, body and soul, to use anyway he wanted and to act out his deepest sexual fantasies for him. I can not even imagine how frustrating it must have been for him, living all those years with a…
“It’s late, Jacob, and you promised me a bed time story. Did you forget?” Jenny lips formed a petulant pout, somehow managing to look alluring. Perhaps it the way the light illuminated the outline of her nubile body through the sheer nightgown she’d attired herself in. Or perhaps it was the manner in which she…
It’s been a week since mom and I had our, what the heck do I call it, I guess you call it she boned my brains out. It has been a long week I hardly had any time to see Sarah with her Grandpa dying and the funeral stuff. I went to her grandpa’s funeral…