The Club Part 2  I had the older lady lay on the table so the plugged sub could see her torso and what would be happening. She was no novice; she lay back with her hands over her head, feet flat on the table and knees spread. Her breasts settled over her chest, but the row…
Shooting pains seared down my arms right from the shoulders, down to where the cheap polyester tie still bound my wrists together behind my back. One side of my face was pressed to the cold floor and I could feel his cum drying and flaking on the exposed side of my face. He was sat…
“Nora! What are you doing?” She froze. She was lying on their bed with her panties off, her legs spread wide apart, and vibrator plunged in her pussy. She had been surfing the Internet while Master worked on his computer in his study. Without thinking, she surfed to her favorite naughty story site and got…
A few weeks ago I was out shopping at the local grocery store, when I noticed a beautiful young woman juggling a basket full of groceries and a baby. She was catching hell and looked in trouble. As she was a beautiful woman, I approached and asked her if I could lend a hand. The…
DULCE DE LECHE (dool-say deh lay-chay) “You paid a lot of money to look homeless. It was the first thing Dalia had ever said to Cody. It was a whisper in his ear, a shared secret, in the noisy, art-viewing crowd. He was confuzzled, sure that he’d misheard her. This was his night, his show,…
You are sleeping, lying softly on your side; the moonlight highlights your body, accenting your smooth hips and narrow waist. I approach closer; I hear your soft breaths, so soothing… it warms my soul. I remove my robe, as it drops, my nude body is bathed in the soft light. I kneel on the bed,…
As I knelt, naked, next to the table scattered with the remains of the evening’s refreshment and picked through it for something to still the gnawing hunger in my stomach, it occurred to me that these people had no more regard for me than the lowliest slave who only ate after her betters and then…
It was the end of a lazy Sunday morning, and Laura was just about to leave and visit Jenny for some real fucking. Laura usually saw Jenny about once a month and it was generally on a Sunday. It just happened to have been so soon after the wonderful orgy that had happened last night….
You’re going through a lot right now,This truly is an ordeal,I can’t begin to imagine your pain,Or how you really feel. I know how important your body is,And you’re as beautiful as can be,And no matter what the future brings,You’ll always be beautiful to me. I wish I could take away your pain,And make your…
“Catherine, please have her dressed and ready for my dinner before evening. She looks like she just came off the boat. Is she…clean?” I asked. “Yes sir, I believe she is. I’m positive she doesn’t have lice or any ailments, of that I’ve already checked. She just needs a good bath, Sir.” Catherine replied holding…
The man, who calls himself Michael, has his penis in his right hand, guiding it. It isn’t enormous, but large enough, the condom-protected swollen head protruding above his fingers. He lets it rest against the puffy labia, teasing her with the anticipation. He looks down at me. From my chair beside the bed, I lean…
It was the beginning of summer. Time for sun and fun was here. She and I had just arrived at a secluded cabin that my uncle owned by the lake. It was just going to be the two of us for a month. With as stressful as school was for me and work for her,…
It had been a rough week at work and awaking from my sleep on Saturday morning refreshed, I decided to lay in as long as I could. I finally roll out of bed around nine o’clock pulling on a shirt on and trudging out into the kitchen in just that and my boxer shorts. Everything…
Brian and Aunt Em This is a fantasy about Brian and his Aunt Em – which evolved into a full blown relationship. My Aunt Emmy was the younger sister in my mother’s family. Back in 1962, when I was just eighteen, she was thirty-eight years old. At five foot five inches tall, she weighed about…
My mom and I had pulled through some rough times together and it made us tighter. I just figured that was how it always would be. Of course, it’s different for a kid of eleven than it is for a widowed mother trying to provide for her kid. “I’m gonna be your new daddy.” “Bullshit….