Waiting
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I published the start of this as a story on its own, but I only wrote the start because I wanted to write the end. So here it is in one piece. It is best read slowly, take your time. I hope you enjoy it, and my other stories, please comment, Vix.
I walked through the door, following your instructions to the letter. I sat on the chair you had left in the middle of the room, put the mask over my eyes shutting out the light. The chair was wooden, with a spindle back which lowered and came round the sides to make two arms. I put my own arms on them and sat, waiting.
WaitingHere I am again. It's just about 7 p.m., a Friday, and I'm waiting for you to get to my apartment. I absolutely adore these times that we can get together and spend time just laying around. You're supposed to bring over some movies soon. We'll spend the weekend together. Actually you'll be here any minute. Seconds seem like hours when you're away, love. I'm going crazy thinking of all the things that might happen when midnight draws near. I usually do this. I drive myself mad with...
LesbianI’ve been standing here naked for nearly three hours. My hands are tied behind me, there’s a noose snug around my neck, and a trapdoor underneath my feet. And I am so wet... There are nine other young women in the room with me. All of us are in the same situation. I’m second from the right end of the line. The wall in front of me is black glass. The room is brightly lit, so I can’t see through the glass, but I get a great view of the ten of us standing here, naked, noosed, waiting.An execution?...
She entered the pub at the exact same time she had every Friday, she arrived at the same time left at the same time and had the same amount of the same drink every Friday for the last month. She sat at the same table and stared at the door, waiting for someone, talked to no one except to say that she wasnt interested. She was beautiful, tall, slender, long blonde curly hair, dark blue eyes and nice big full tits. I had tried to talk to her last Friday and she blew me off the same way she had...
Copyright Alison Smith. Waiting… The room is fairly bare, stark even, but She finds it comfortable, minimalistShe says, Her retreat. The walls are a soft off white, the only furniture asingle comfortable chair, Her chair. There is an expensive hi-fi system inone corner, powerful speakers positioned to provide optimum sound quality tothe listener in the chair. The only adornments to the walls are a couple of riding crops, crossed likeceremonial swords, battle trophies. Whenever we are in...
Every wave that smacks into the side of the boat reminds me how grateful I am to be here. I breathe in the salt-infused air, relish the soothing sound of restless water, the way the breeze stings after making contact with the seaspray. I love it all.My eyes squint as they scan the thin line that separates the ocean from the sky; two shades of blue existing side-by-side. I would wear sunglasses against the glaring water, but don’t want to risk missing anything. The slightest flicker could be the...
First TimeI got home early from work did the usual unpacked my lunch box poured a drink had a quick shower put on a pair of shorts and sat down to unwind and watch a bit of tv. It was here finally Friday. We had been planning it for a few days we had a newly meet male friend coming over for some playtime. Fingers crossed this one would turn up last couple had either bailed out or had work commitments that prevented them from turning up. So there I was sitting down watching a movie and enjoying a nice...
I waited on the couch trying not to look to excited and just waiting for the doorbell to ring. It seemed like forever since I hung up the phone and you said you would be here in 20 minutes. I couldn’t wait to finally see you in person after all the phone calls and talking about what we liked about us. Now you’re on your way the moment of truth is near I wondered if you’re as sexy as you sounded. I closed my eyes and tried to picture what you looked like. I slowly slide my hand down the front of...
Waiting Here I am again. It’s just about 7 p.m., a Friday, and I’m waiting for you to get to my apartment. I absolutely adore these times that we can get together and spend time just laying around. You’re supposed to bring over some movies soon. We’ll spend the weekend together. Actually you’ll be here any minute. Seconds seem like hours when you’re away, love. I’m going crazy thinking of all the things that might happen when midnight draws near. I usually do this. I drive myself mad with...
I can’t take it anymore. I take one last look out the window and let the curtain fall back into place. This heat is unbearable. Even with every last window open, there is no reprieve from this hell. The ceiling fan slowly circulates. The damned thing is busted and only runs on low. Even my beer bottle is starting to sweat bullets. Are you ever coming back? You said you would. I heard it in your voice the last time you left. You’re my drug and every time you walk out that door, I go through...
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Amy and Brendan laid in bed, sleeping soundly as morning broke and Brendan held his college girlfriend tightly in his arms. They had been going out for about two years now, and both were absolutely in love. Brendan loved Amy’s sweet blue eyes, her wispy blonde hair, and a smile that melted him every time he saw her. Amy loved how safe she felt with Brendan, and she loved that although she had made a commitment to wait for sex until marriage, Brendan accepted this and never pushed her. Brendan...
Amy and Brendan laid in bed, sleeping soundly as morning broke and Brendan held his college girlfriend tightly in his arms. They had been going out for about two years now, and both were absolutely in love. Brendan loved Amy's sweet blue eyes, her wispy blonde hair, and a smile that melted him every time he saw her. Amy loved how safe she felt with Brendan, and she loved that although she had made a commitment to wait for sex until marriage, Brendan accepted this and never pushed her. Brendan...
Love StoriesI wait every day for her to go by. She never fails. She runs her run and always in the same places. I hide behind a tree, or in the bushes and watch as she goes by. She runs without style, but it just causes her breasts to bounce up and down inside her tight top. She never wears a bra and I can see her long, thick nipples as they strain against the thin material. I am already hard when she comes into view. I dip my hand into my loose shorts and feel the greasy pre-cum ooze onto my fingers....
She climbs from the cab and as it drives off, stands swaying with fatigue. She is a pretty girl with long full brown hair, an exception of stillness in the crazy yellow of the street lights, in the shifting shadows and glares from headlights, in the din of engines, tires and horns. Three bicyclists barrel down the sidewalk shouting at her for standing so stupidly. Pedestrians hurry by, nearly shouting to be heard, their words harsh and foreign. The humid heat pulses about her, she shivers from...
I started this as a means to get to another idea I have, but I got so into the intro, I thought it worked as a story on it’s own. I will post this and then post it again with my original ending so you can make up your own mind. I walked through the door, following your instructions to the letter. I sat on the chair you had left in the middle of the room, put the mask over my eyes shutting out the light. The chair was wooden, with a spindle back which lowered and came round the sides to make 2...
She waited for him by the door . When the knob began to turn she became so excited it started her gooey juices flowing. For she loved him with all her heart and he her, the same. As the door opened and he entered with a smile she leaned in for a passionate kiss. Pulling him closer so she can take in his scent. She's craved this moment all day. And he's waits for this minute. She whispers into his ear.... I love you to the moon. His eyes light up. She grabs his right hand and squeezes as if to...
It’s a cold day and I am sitting here snuggled up under the blankets. It snowed last night and it’s in the beginning of April. I miss you so much all I can do is wish you were here. I can’t wait until you get here. I am smelling good, soft skin, and nothing is lighting up the room but the candles I have lit. You will be here in less than an hour. My tummy is in knots with anticipation of your touch and smell. I just turned on my favorite mix that I love to listen to when you are here. ...
I can’t take it anymore. I take one last look out the window and let the curtain fall back into place. This heat is unbearable. Even with every last window open, there is no reprieve from this hell. The ceiling fan slowly circulates. The damned thing is busted and only runs on low. Even my beer bottle is starting to sweat bullets. Are you ever coming back? You said you would. I heard it in your voice the last time you left. You’re my drug and every time you walk out that door, I go through...
His little slut ached for his touch. Life had just gotten in the way, and they'd only been able to steal a few chaste moments together. On the most part, they were limited to online communication. Through the e-mails, the instant messages, he kept her arousal simmering. A week had passed, and still he'd not given her permission to cum. Her phone rang with that song she reserved for him. Despite the late hour of evening, she answered the call with her standard professionalism. Just the sound of...
His little slut ached for his touch. Life had just gotten in the way, and they'd only been able to steal a few chaste moments together. On the most part, they were limited to online communication. Through the e-mails, the instant messages, he kept her arousal simmering. A week had passed, and still he'd not given her permission to cum. Her phone rang with that song she reserved for him. Despite the late hour of evening, she answered the call with her standard professionalism. Just the sound of...
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I take the time to tell my stories, so you guys can learn, and hopefully have a wank reading my thoughts on paper. All I want is to know is, that if you did, I pray you're not one of those guys that does then runs away, without making a comment on what it was that made you cum. You see, if I know that, then my stories can only get better, so please, read, and only if you had a wank, say what bit got you off, in the comments section after the story. Lots of love and happy reading.1.) Puberty and...