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Master was not happy with me. I felt genuinely bad. I truly hated disappointing him. He had instructed me on what room I was to wait for him when he got home, what to wear, and what position I should be in. I was to be wearing my baby blue lace teddy, with matching thong, and to have my hair down. I should be on the bed knelt forward with my head down. I was also instructed to make sure to be wearing the diamond heart necklace engraved with "Master's beautiful pet". This was one of my most...
BDSMShe awoke sore and uncomfortable. I’d bound her tightly just above the elbows and those lines to her ankles pulling her young dancers body in a tight bow. I loved to watch her wriggle under my binds. It was just a few hours ago that she, Melanie, had been heading home from the dance studio. I’d seen her dancing many times, always the star of the show. It wasn’t until I watched her star in “Cats” that I decided that I must have her. It was easier to capture her than I had thought it would be....
Sometimes it isn’t about being tied to the bed, being gagged or any other hard-core type of sex. Sometimes it is okay to want to have sweet tender lovemaking. What I want is to tell you about a time when I had the sweetest and most tender love making session I had ever experienced. It all started when we decided to take a getaway weekend to Tennessee, we wanted to take in the fresh air and mountains around pigeon forge. We wanted to hide ourselves away from the rest of the world. We wanted...
Note : This story is completely fictional! The day was one of those glorious fall days when the sky was a cloudless azure blue. The leaves had changed but not yet fallen, their bright colors contrasting with the brilliant green of the evergreens interspersed. The temperature was in the low fifties, sweater weather. Becky felt good today. Her , Chelsey, was away at Portland State for her freshman year, majoring in Computer Science. Chelsey was Becky’s best friend. They were extremely close,...
IncestHe had everything he could have ever wanted. There were nubile young women surrounding him as he counted cash on the counter. Then suddenly everything seemed to fall apart. There was the blare of police sirens, and everyone fled. Even the money grew legs and fled. Money growing legs? He thought to himself, how is that possible. He pondered the idea for a moment before everything faded to black, except that pounding noise, that siren. Millan woke up with a curse on his lips and he violently...
I came home early that afternoon, finding Anita naked and stretching out on our bed.My sensual wife smiled at me, saying she was just beginning to touch herself; so she was happy I had come back earlier.I sucked on her heating pussy and fucked her brains out; but, after spending me, my sweet unsatisfied babe said she was still horny, aroused and not truly done after such a fuck.My wild bitch Anita then surprised me, saying she wanted to get a touchup on her little spade tattoo drawn on her...
My Father is Gerald Alan McKesson the Fourth, and I owe my not being Gerald Alan McKesson the fifth to a general tendency to disapprove of anything which 'Grandfather McKesson' proposed. Whenever my parents spoke of my grandfather they referred to him in that manner, and I could indeed hear the quote marks around the words as they spoke them. Great-Grandfather McKesson was 'Bull' McKesson, and he, as was his father, were local legends and forces of nature in the region that included...
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Premium Cuckold Porn SitesTouchdown.By Phil LaneWith Freddie CleggThe Fourth Story in the Joe & Jenny Series.A sequel to Thesis, Such Sweet Sorrow and Tales from a Far Country.WHAT’S WHAT Touchdown is the fourth episode in the story of the relationship between Jennifer McEwan, also recently known as Vyera Anatol’yevna Kuznetsova an adventurous academic who is studying BDSM games and adult play behaviour and her husband Joe, a civil engineer who is anxious about his wife’s sexual interests and where they might lead....
It didn’t look like a Valentine. It looked like a plain piece of pink cardboard until Lacy picked it up in her hands and turned it over looking for an address or some sort of flap to open. Then the thing started to vibrate in her hands like an electric current was going through it. Lacy threw it down and watched in stunned disbelief as the piece of cardboard flopped around on the carpet like a headless chicken and then sprouted two red wings and little red chicken feet. It took a few awkward...
I arrived in Walford just a few days ago, and already I got a job working on the market in Albert Square. The girl working on the stall next to me is absolutely gorgeous - late teens, long dark hair, blue eyes, big, pert tits. We said hello earlier and introduced ourselves- her name's Zoe. All day I've been fantasizing about her, hardly able to take my eyes off her. I look at my watch and realize it's nearly time to shut up the market for the day, so I don't have much time to make a move. "Zoe,...
San Francisco, city of my birth, must be just about the best damn place in the whole world for a single guy. Not just because there are more women than men, but because it's a faery city as well as a city of fairies. From any vista point, you might feel you were overlooking a silvered, shimmering Oz. "Mornin' Sally. How you doin' this beautiful day?" "Good morning to you, Gavin. I'm doin' okay." The tall blond hid a large yawn behind long, red tipped fingers. "Are we keeping you...
Genesis It was a beautiful late September afternoon in San Francisco. The Powell Street cable car plaza was free of tourists. The street bands were still holding their usual spots, but their music was muted, relaxed, as if the musicians needed some catalyst from an audience to really come alive. I had left my office early, intending to go to the Golden Gate Street "Y" for a jazzercise work out. There are moments in our lives when the world disappears, the sun warms, sights and sounds fade,...
© 2002 all rights reserved. Intro The '80's, a decade to remember: Post pill, pre AIDS. Gloria Steinham making waves eagerly surfed by the assertive, independent women of San Francisco. "A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle," was a popular paraphrase, often attributed to Steinham, but the source is Australian Irina Dunn. The best rebuttal I'd heard, in a crowded Union Street meat market bar, was: "Yeah, but fish don't have cunts that enjoy a ride on a sturdy...
© 2001, all rights retained. San Francisco has everything. Chinese noodles, Mexican tortillas or good old US of A hamburgers at four A.M. in the morning. Big titted girls with dicks in the evening. A hot mouth in the afternoon. That wasn't gender specific, was it. In this adventure Gavin, our sturdy pawn in the game of sex, drugs and Rock and Roll San Francisco style, finds himself at loose ends one Saturday afternoon. He has an urge for some solo sleaze so chooses to check out one of...
It didn't take long for word of this latest adventure of ours to get around town. The result was that a number of women bought guns and practiced shooting them. I have no idea how much this served to slow down the violence in Deadwood, but anything would help. Whatever else resulted, at least the marshal was happy. I now had a regular job in the restaurant and a part-time job guarding gold shipments by ox-drawn wagon. The gold guarding job came along about one or two times a month, and it...
It was a rough four days, but we finally pulled into San Antonio, tired, but relieved to arrive there at last. Man, was it hot! Even in the shade, it was just too damned hot for somebody who had gotten used to the weather in Deadwood. We were surprised to see people walking around as if they were not the least bit bothered by the temperature, and that was nearly enough for me to buy three train tickets to take us north. The problem was that we were stuck because there were no north-bound...
I took the train to Ft. Worth and arrived two days before the gold shipment was scheduled to be made. I wanted to be there so that I could see that all of the precautions we had agreed to had been taken. I even went with a bank clerk to a blacksmith who pounded the key into worthless junk while we watched. Okay, there was nothing else that I could do in Ft. Worth until the train left the next day. The train consist was kind of unusual: a locomotive with tender, an express car, a baggage car,...
I came up with the idea for this one some time ago. I just haven't gotten to it until now. Unfortunately It didn't turn out as well as I had origionally hoped, but I hope that some of the readers will like it. Untouchable By Morpheus The sign in front of me said Clairmont Institute for Advanced Medicine. Sighing, I knew that I was in the right place and started to go in. The institute was my last hope. It was one of those unpublicized places that do research and...
Thank you for reading! This story has a slow build up. Feedback is welcomed and deeply appreciated! ***** It was a cloudy, warm afternoon with a slight breeze that wafted lazily through the grass. Every so often, the draft would push itself through windows that were thrown open in the hopes of catching the few last remains of spring before plunging into the blazing summer. Off in the distance, dark and ominous clouds billowed threateningly. Every so often, I saw a flash of lightning that...
"My goodness, Davey, what are you doing home on Friday evening watching TV instead of out on a date? This is the second weekend in a row you've stayed home." Alice Renfrow, Davey's mother, stood in front of her son seated on the couch, and smiling down at him, continued, "Not that I object to having you at home, mind you. Since your father died, I get lonely sometimes, so it's nice having you here in the evening. Still, though, I can't help but worry about you, even if you are grown. You...
“Hurry up and get in bed with me Uncle Dave,” Jennifer whispered as she sat up pulling back the covers exposing her fourteen year old breasts. I was staying with my sister for the week and her daughter’s bedroom was down the hall from mine. Standing by her bed I pulled down my boxers and let them fall to the floor, my cock growing harder as I ran my eyes over Jennifer’s perfect body. She was a pretty girl with deep brown eyes and her brown hair slightly mussed up. She was fully developed with...
Emma and I had been friends for about six months when I first started noticing certain things about her. The way her hair gracefully fell over her breasts when she leant forward, the way her silky smooth legs folded over one another when she sat down and the way her pert breasts bounced when she ran for the bus. Things I had never really noticed were starting to stand out and it was exciting because they were things I never really noticed before. One night, Emma was over for a girls night....
Something happened to me and I reacted like a fool, and I took the initiative to solve that problem for a short time.It was in 1990 and there was something wrong in the bathroom. Indeed, all the water has been invased the room and the best way was to call the plumber.So, I gave a phone call and said that there was no problem and could come immediately because they had plenty of time.When I opened the door, I did not realized there were three man.Of course if I describe them : the first one was...
Tender Trap By Amanda More Would the gamble work? I was sure it would but I was still so nervous. Here I was a 22 year old transvestite with a growing interest in the male sex, about to reveal myself to a male friend. Why, was I going insane? I had only gone out to meet others, strangers, on a handful of occasions at specialist bars. But on a couple of those outings I had been pampered and chased sufficiently by guys to let them have what they wanted and I had loved it. I...
1. A bolt of panic shot down my spine when I heard the key settling in the lock. My eyes flickered over towards the door: it had to be Aunt Cathy! What was she doing home so early? She'd headed off to her bridge club less than fifteen minutes ago; I wasn't expecting her back for several hours. My pulse leapt into overdrive as the key slid into place with an audible CLACK! NO! I thought, feeling the colour rise in my cheeks. My lips parted in a silent gasp. My greatest fear was about...
Chapter 1 Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I grew up poor, after all, and I know suffering. So, perhaps for that reason, I find myself especially attracted to the girls from...
As we walked into the bedroom, I was shocked at what I saw, or actually, what I didn't see. There weren't any of the usual array of punishment tools: leg spreader, crop, whip or paddle. Instead, there just two chairs facing each other. Also, strangely, he had locked the entrance into the bedroom. I did see something foreboding, it was a tissue box between the chairs. That simple cardboard box was there for me. This, was actually the true torture device. It was there to catch and absorb my...
BDSMJulie Courtney stood at a dark corner of the girls' room, taking a deep drag on her cigarette. Another breakage of the rules, which was something she had done all her life. Rules exist to be fucking broken, it was her motto. Sometimes people would complain about her foul language, her smoking, her attitude. But she didn't care. Why should she? They didn't understand her. They didn't even try to, except for Ms. Murray who had made an attempt to reach out and "help" her to change. Ms....
Dedicated to my number one fan. (Balletomane) The cherry wood flooring accentuated the beat-red welts across her thighs and waste. Last night Melanie confirmed my desires; accepted my request to make a life with me. After receiving her first round of semen she was caught trying to rid it from herself; an act punishable by modification but it’s such a shame to alter that body. I’ve decided to hold off on the mod, and to use other methods to instill the correct values of a slave...
The young Latino woman lay on top of my naked form with my rock hard dick still wedged between the lips of her pussy, as if I were a human dildo for her pleasure. I could feel her hot love juices beginning to cool as it dripped from the sides of my thighs. She rested from the powerful climax she had just experienced from rubbing her clit against my cock. She had crawled into my bed and straddled me, but instead of guiding my member into her love sheath, she had sat on top of my...
I was driving my big rig across Interstate 10, just east of El Paso. It had been a long day. I had unloaded the day before in Los Angeles and picked up this heavy load of watermelons in Nogales, Arizona and was trying to make Van Horn, Texas before my energy level gave out. This load was my ticket home. It had to be in St Louis in two days and then I could go home for some much needed rest and relaxation. I was listening to some old tunes on the Satellite radio and was feeling the...
My name is not important, but for the purpose of the story call me Jane. At 13 years old I was rather developed for my age, my budding breast filling out my B cup bra. Small waisted and a nice firm ass. Mostly men trying to talk to me often mistook me for an 16 year old. I am the baby of the family, with two older sisters. Mary, who is the oldest at 18 and Sue who is 16 years old. It started one day when I came home from school, as I walked in the door of my family home stopping to...
We have a silent code at work and that is to never answer the phone during report. That is the time when staffing is most likely to call with the ‘I know you think you are going home but you can’t speech’ when no one else is available. The phone rings and my lapse in judgment is due to an expected Dr.’s call back on a patient. ‘Fourth floor R.N.’ I answer. ‘Good, Jen, it’s you.’ I hear Mitzi’s chirpy little voice on the other end. She runs our staffing office for the hospital. Her specialty...
As we walked into the bedroom, I was shocked at what I saw, or actually, what I didn’t see. There weren’t any of the usual array of punishment tools: leg spreader, crop, whip or paddle. Instead, there just two chairs facing each other. Also, strangely, he had locked the entrance into the bedroom. I did see something foreboding, it was a tissue box between the chairs. That simple cardboard box was there for me. This, was actually the true torture device. It was there to catch and absorb my...
Master was not happy with me. I felt genuinely bad. I truly hated disappointing him. He had instructed me on what room I was to wait for him when he got home, what to wear, and what position I should be in. I was to be wearing my baby blue lace teddy, with matching thong, and to have my hair down. I should be on the bed knelt forward with my head down. I was also instructed to make sure to be wearing the diamond heart necklace engraved with ‘Master’s beautiful pet’. This was one of my most...
Copyright© 1992-2003 There was a young bride of Antigua Whose husband had said: "Dear me, how big you are!" Said the girl: "What damn'd rot, Why, you've often felt my twot My legs and my arse and my figua!" -The Pearl No .16 "Are you sure you want to do this?" With an unsure voice, "Yeah, it's not like we're lesbians or anything." She gave a nervous laugh that didn't last long. There were a few seconds of awkward silence while the two teenagers looked at each...
"Fuck, fuck, fuck... God damn that hurts!" I shouted out into the empty air. I sat there on my butt, my back to the gym wall with blood running out of my nose and the corner of my mouth, but that wasn't where I really hurt, no it was in my groin, that's where 'she' had kicked me — and hard! My name is Rick Blaine and I am a junior at John F. Kennedy high school in... well what the hell does it matter where? Sitting here and trying to gather the strength to get up and head home I was...
Michelle Brown was 34 yrs old and had been a nurse at the Lexington Sports Medical Clinic for almost two years. One of the best medical facilities of its kind, it often played host to a variety of professional, college, and weekend athletes. The usual injuries ran from a bad sprain or compound fracture to a totally destroyed knee. Most of the patients were male, and were usually very young. Every day the halls were filled with men whose bodies had been molded to physical perfection. Michelle...
Brienne woke groggily. Dazed, she tried to rise but felt her arms constrained. “Uh... ,” she groaned as she blinked her vision into focus, “Where ... where am I?” “No!” she shrieked, “NO!” Brienne was on her back. Surrounded by jabbering goblins. Her arms were outstretched as her both of her wrists were tied to a thick wooden pole that ran beneath her. Wide-eyed in fear Brienne looked down to see more goblins binding her ankles to another pole... “By the stars! I’m naked!” Actually this...
The orc encampment was a shambles – like any structure associated with the greenskin races. Most of the so-called tents were just pieces of material held up by sticks. Narfath’s tent was different. Though consisting of multi-colored and badly cut material the whole structure did at least resemble a tent. It into this place Brienne was carried. Narfath ordered some goblins to clear away evidence of quite a boozy feast and to light some candles. Brienne was tossed groundwards. She landed on...
Isabella caught the eye of the buxom blonde with the surprised look on her face for a heartbeat, then looked at the slumbering Narfath “I am Isabella, captain of the Virtuous Maiden Regiment of Kevlava,” she announced in a clear voice, “And I am here to parley.” Narfath regarded her for a long moment. “Well Missy Hot Bitch from the Regiment of Slutty Tarts you’ll have to wait while I get up.” Narfath flung his blanket back to reveal his naked body, prompting a look of disgust from...
How am I going to keep myself from hitting on every woman here, Stephanie asked herself as she walked into the club. It was bad enough that when she drank she hit on girls, but it was controllable all until she slept with one. The woman broke up with her almost right after sleeping with Stephanie. That was three months ago. Now she knew what she wanted. She hadn’t found a woman since her first and that was driving Stephanie crazy. It seemed like every time she looked at a woman now she could...
How am I going to keep myself from hitting on every woman here, Stephanie asked herself as she walked into the club. It was bad enough that when she drank she hit on girls, but it was controllable all until she slept with one. The woman broke up with her almost right after sleeping with Stephanie. That was three months ago. Now she knew what she wanted. She hadn’t found a woman since her first and that was driving Stephanie crazy.It seemed like every time she looked at a woman now she could...
LesbianAs we lay there on your bed I listen to your heartbeat as I begin to fall asleep.I suddenly feel your hand run up my side and I let out a small sleepy moan. I turn to look at you and I can see your face as the moonlight pours through the window. I place my hand on your cheek as our lips meet. As our tongues touch our body’s become intertwined. Your hands make their way down to my panties,you hook two fingers on the sides and in one swift movement you have them off and on the floor. I am now...
Out of the bath ,slowly i dried myself,my fingers gently moving the soft towel over my wet body,my body wasnt perfect...i could see all the faults so i prefered to dress seductivly but had not bought any night clothes.So dressing gown it was,i checked my hair ,my face and then left the steamy bathroom.I tip toed into the dinning room,he was there back to me as i uttered "hello,babe",he turned ,a smile so warm so caring."Sit down babe ,ill bring supper to you","by the way","the dressing gown...
As we lay there on your bed I listen to your heartbeat as I begin to fall asleep.I suddenly feel your hand run up my side and I let out a small sleepy moan. I turn to look at you and I can see your face as the moonlight pours through the window. I place my hand on your cheek as our lips meet. As our tongues touch our body's become intertwined. Your hands make their way down to my panties,you hook two fingers on the sides and in one swift movement you have them off and on the floor. I am now...
Love Stories‘There’s nothing to go on for. Nothing for my heart to cherish, but if that is true, why am I still here. Why do I still have existence? I did all I could. I still do all I can. But why? Why am I here? Do I still serve a purpose? I can’t even see. I don’t want to see. The pain it may bring me is too much. But if I am here I might as well look. No it hurts too much. It’s like opening your eyes for the first time. Too much pain but I will try. Oh they opened a little. Oww Its to bright out there...
Bloody Sunday walked the station of footfall, looking for something. A small itch in the back of his mind spurred him on, as the dead blue eyes behind the metal mask scanned impassively, sizing up the local muscle. Casually vaulting the metal turnstiles, he strolled into a small encampment of beggars. The traditional cries of "alms, alms" abruptly ceased, and most of the beggars looked away if he stared at them. Walking the encampment, he stopped as a pair of young adults were getting into a...
Hola, my name is Gustavo, and I'm Puerto Rican. I live in New York City, albeit in a nicer part of town than before, and I am a successful executive for a major airline. I have a fat salary, expense accounts, etc., and I love to travel, taking advantage of the staff discount. However, I never forget the downtrodden, the poor, and the unjustly despised. I grew up poor, after all, and I know suffering. So, perhaps for that reason, I find myself especially attracted to the girls from the "wrong...
EroticIt had been a while since they touched. Since they touched each other. In intimate ways. Their history was one of months of exploration, first of exploring the boundaries that separated them, then of exploring each other without separation. But now there were boundaries again, and the exploration was of the limits imposed by those boundaries. He spoke so many words to her, that he exhausted her. She found it hard to listen. So many of the words were painful. She wanted him. He wanted her. But...
It had been a while since they touched. Since they touched each other. In intimate ways. Their history was one of months of exploration, first of exploring the boundaries that separated them, then of exploring each other without separation. But now there were boundaries again, and the exploration was of the limits imposed by those boundaries. He spoke so many words to her, that he exhausted her. She found it hard to listen. So many of the words were painful. She wanted him. He wanted her. But...
Love StoriesAfter a horrendous day at work you finally pull up onto the drive, your favourite track pumping on the car stereo. This was there to lift your mood and try to ease the burden of the day. In fact it barely was noticed on your drive home. As you turn the key in the ignition to stop the engine, the music fades and you take a look in the rear view mirror and say to yourself “ One day, just one day someone may appreciate what I do” In the distance of your mind you hear yourself mutter, that day is...
Stumbling into my bedroom I kick off those hateful, yet amazingly sexy heels. The hardwood is cool and refreshing as I start to feel the sweat cling to my flesh. The club had felt like a hundred degrees with all those sweaty bodies pressed together, grinding on one another as they danced the night away. My muscles are tightening now that my body realizes I’m no longer in the middle of that crowd. I’ll feel it in the morning, but that smirk curling on the corner of my lips confirms that I don’t...
MasturbationI don't want people to get the wrong idea about me when I tell these stories. Yes, I live with two sexy people, Tracy and Buck. Yes, I have sex with both of them quite a lot, both individually and all three of us together. And yes, they both have very dominating personalities while I don't. They are both a little older than me, each in their early thirties while I'm twenty-six. I was twenty-two when they asked me to move in with them.Our relationship is open, sexually speaking. Very open....
Oral SexIt was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
It was finally here. The day that Hank had been wanting to arrive for the last seven months. It was finally the first day of football season. He was again able to watch his favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys. This was even more important as they just happen to be playing his least favorite team the San Francisco 49ers. He was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. The pepperoni with extra cheese pizza he ordered had just arrived and his beer had been chilling for about an hour. So it...
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