It is just past 6:00 A.M. I stretch and as you come into my mind, I smile. Last night was so much more than I ever expected. We talked and shared and loved, Until the wee hours of the morning. Your arm comes around me from behind and nestles between my breasts. Gently, you pull me…
I wake up with my head spinning slightly. I’m confused as I try to focus in the darkened room. I squint, still trying to figure out where I am. I move to sit up and find myself tied to the head of the bed. I let out a soft whimper, suddenly scared. I try to…
Baby, it’s cold inside. I am in great need in a cold land Where bedded warmth covers me In my dreams like desert sand Buried, wholly safe and free. Before screens, which to the world show Only glass echoes of my heart’s beat, I come naked and alone to know How I may give…
And…if you can believe this as well Max agreed to tell her exactly how he felt about her. Cynthia was a bit surprised but happy, and I was too, seeing as he was only 18 and Grace Templeton was 25. You think to yourself what 25 year old wants to be seen with an 18…
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As usual, he headed out, and down the street so that he could take his morning stroll which for him was at just after 4:30 in the morning. She too, stressed out by a recent financial situation involving her home woke up early, and went down to make some coffee. Once it was brewed, she…
How’d this happen, she asked herself as she lay naked beside the younger man. Ohhh my god, I can’t believe I did this she told herself while his warm and seemingly muscular arms wrapped her up. Regardless, she felt more loved then ever in her life as he held her affectionately against his body. She…
For this story to make sense, I urge you to read my story “Cuffed and Stuffed” first. Thanks! “What is it with men?” she lamented, as the bartender set our drinks down; she being Sandy, a former trainee at the police academy where I am an instructor. “Why do they think that they always have…
garter belt, suspenders, a stolen glances at her employer. he was dragging a sailers shirt over his head. she pull the mini skirt down ‘its got’a face the right way’, it was tattered like a sluty tinkle-bell. a fleeting check of the mirror again. plump mahogany lipstick a little off center she better… “quickly! the…
I had not been at university more than three months when I started to get into trouble. Not trouble with my studies, which were going well. Not trouble with relationships; I had made friends of both sexes. No, my trouble was financial; I just couldn’t survive on my student grant. In the summer before going…