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I pull you close to me your arms grip tightly around my biceps. I kiss you gently at first, my lips brushing against yours. You press your body against mine. I can feel aching desire building within you. I kiss you harder, more deeply now, I bite your lip gently as I move to kiss your neck. Your heart pounds; your breath comes in staccato bursts. Hands and body tremble with anticipation. I know what you want, but I can’t give into your desires yet. No not yet.
My hands move down your body, one gently grips near your breast, while the other lightly holds the globes of your ass. I kiss yo... Continue»
Oh god no, honey. Not at all. You've given me so much courage and self confidence. You're my angel, darling. Don't blame yourself at all. I owe you everything."
"You don't owe me a thing, Edie. You were in there all the time. You just needed someone to let you see the really beautiful woman that you are, that's all. Call Mrs. Walker though to let her know what your plans are so she doesn't think I wasted her time."
"I will," she said. "Now I have to get on my way and you have to get back to work. I'll call you this evening.... Continue»
BIRDS OF A FEATHER
There is something magical about summer in England. The usually impossibly cold, staid atmosphere gives way to a sunny, cheery ambience. The dead, leafless trees, give way to colourful ones with flowers in full-bloom. The long, gloomy faces that one always encounters on the streets are replaced by joyful, exuberant, smiley faces. Everyone seems cheerful and happy to be alive until the winter comes around once again and the people become depressed and the faces revert to their original state of sadness and gloom. Anyway, this particular story has nothing to do with the winte... Continue»
Please note that I am also Randall Rosethorn... Dominus Randall Rosethorn, to be exact.
How to Play the Dom and Sub as a Sex Game
The BDSM lifestyle can be brought into the bedroom in small doses, even if you aren't into the whole scene. You can play the Dominant Master and Submissive Sex Slave theme privately, at home. It is crucial that both the "Dom" and "Sub" want to experiment with the lifestyle and that both parties agree to it. Mutual consent is very important whenever BDSM is an entertained concept of sexual expression. Also, you should both agree to some ground rules before you ... Continue»
It is the story of my girlfriend jazzy. She was a beautiful virgin of 18. She has been my class fellow for a long time. There developed a strong relationship between us. She was sexy and has a nice body. I like her boobs very much. One day I talked to her on telephone. I came to know that she is alone at her home. So I asked her to allow me to come to study with her at her home. She responds positively. So I think that this a chance that I can taste her pussy and can fuck her. So within no time I reached her home. I rang the bell and she opened the door. She was looking great in thin and short... Continue»
About a month ago, I was talking to a friend that I hadn't talked to in a
while, nor had we ever really hooked up before. Though, I guess I should
tell you a little more about us before I get into the story. My name is
Matt, I'm 18, and a student at the college in my state. I'm about 5'9,
165lbs, brn/haz with a 6.5-7 in. cut cock. Jake is 21, hot body. He's
probably more around 150, 6 in cut cock, hot bubble butt, really hot chest
and stomach, I could go on forever about him. However, back to the good
We were chatting late on the computer one night, probably around 2:30... Continue»
This continues ~The Sir~ ~The Sir part 2~ ~The Arena~ this story being the 4th part in the series I have written.
As they entered into the narrow hallway the man grabbed the trainee and spun her around to face him. "What is your name?" He asked harshly
"Trainee Susan, Sir, your loyal whore" she said in a mellowtone
The man slapped her firmly but not hard across the face,
"What is your birth name?"
Again she answered in a mellowtone almost flatline tone
"Trainee Susan, Sir, your Loyal whore"
She di... Continue»
The last time I had sex with a girl she made me squirt like hell and my pussy was so damn hot,n,creamy and thirsting for more*
My boyfriend filmed me while I was lick then when it was my turn *** mmmmmmmmm let's just say the girl got a good licki n and my man loved watching ,e even more so that just turned me more crazy***so i put on my star-on cuck and gettin' ready to fuck her sexy little juicy cunt*****
When my man fuck me well the girl started to eat my clit and everytime i would be ready to cumm she and my man would stop eating n fucking my craving cunt*****
in the end it was worth i... Continue»
Disclaimer - If any real lesbians are offended by this stoty, I apologize. I like lesbian sex because I am turned on by real orgasms and in most male-female porn, only the male has a real orgasm.
Chapter 4 (Re-reading Chapter 2 would make this more meaningful)
Shirley was still horny. She had had two fantastic orgasms but still hadn’t been fucked. Also, she thought of Paul and Louise, both unselfishly forgoing their orgasms to work her to a peak of frenzy. This had to be rectified so she said, “Fuck me, Paul! Fuck me. I want you to cum inside me.” As Paul moved over to hug Sheila, Louise dis... Continue»
It had been many months since I had interviewed and then fucked voice actress Tara Strong, and jipping into her panties wasn't as satisfactory as it used to be.
Then I found out that there was convention happening in the next town, so I headed down one day. Free entry.
While I was there, I enjoyed talking to the voice of Batman, Kevin Conroy, before I ran into Tara.
“Oh, god...it's, it's nice to see you again,” she smiled nervously.
“Um, yeah, it sure is,” I said.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up. “Oh yeah, there's someone I wanted to introduce you to...” She beckoned for me to follow... Continue»
The rain on the window distorts the trucks moving across the dark concrete. It shifts their colours into melted patterns that jump and run and fragment the outlines of distant figures. Burly men in heavy coats move about the haze. Dark, heavy coats pulled tight against the weather. Red faces closed against the cold.
Germany is a dark, wet wasteland of diesel fumes and garish commercial vehicles, spattered with the dirt and grime of the autobahn.
The café is crowded and steam rises from wet clothing. People press past each other and a television mutters and cheers in a corner as small red... Continue»
He’d met her at a dinner party, one of those half-business,
half-pleasure things for the university that had filled too
much of his time that summer. The night was hot and
Midwest muggy, but for some reason they’d been led
outside for after-dinner drinks in the bugs and the
flickering light of the citronella torches. He first noticed
her then, pretty, tall but rounded with light brown hair and
hard green eyes, and he had watched her as she leaned
alone against a column on the shadowed patio while his
friends chattered around him about movies and health
clubs, watched until she had fi... Continue»
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I walked in from a long day at the office to find the fire crackling in the lounge and my love standing at her eazel, painting. I grinned as I took in the what she was wearing. I was the luckiest man alive I though to myself. How many other men get home to find their partners painting in high heels and her sexiest black lace lingerie.
"Hey gorgeous!" she said glancing over her shoulder "Have a seat. I'm almost done."
I sat in the high back chair near the fire... Continue»
Melissia rode deep into the forest her emotions filled with both grief and anger. Coming upon a clearing next to a babbling stream she dismounted from her horse and knelt down to take a drink from the cold clear water. Having drank she sat back on her haunches and surveyed the surrounding forest, everything seemed so very quiet, there was just the faintest sound of the wind rustling the trees.
Unknown to Melissia eyes were upon her, the eyes belonged to a girl named Helena. She was about the same age as Melissia with thick brunette coloured hair and olive skin. She too had a lithe healthy b... Continue»
The Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasy
Chapter 5 Part 3
Nanci felt the butterflies in her tummy getting wilder as the bus approached her last stop. The heavy clouds and the fresh snow on the ground did not help with her apprehension in heading back to the office again...
She had thought about not returning, leave the province altogether... had wanted to go back to Ontario; perhaps go back to her times there, when the world seemed hers to conquer. Perhaps go back to her beginnings, when she thought love was the only thing in the world... when the only ... Continue»
"-Ok, no problem, sir- I went to the locker room and just started dreaming again: "What does he have planned for next?...""
In the locker room it was the usual paradise for the likes of me, as well as hell: peeking until my eyes fell off. If I were to be caught by one of the cool k**s it was going to be hell, but it payed itself of for the first class view I got on some, the differences in development were sometimes staggering: some guys didn't even have pubes and were just like babies, others seemed to have gone through a hair growing machine all hairy and big, at least more developed. In th... Continue»
Monique had on a pair of Vera Wang nighties, it was a pair of black rayon shorts with a white lacy trimming that stopped a half inch below her crotch and while silk sleeveless shirt with grey tropical fish on it. She had brought it from Khols one day while shopping with her friends. She only wore it on nights that she knew she would be doing some serious pussy play. The fact that Todd wanted to see her was an added bonus.
'Whats up? Where you want me to go with you?' Monique inquired. 'I cant say yet, but when we get closer i'll tell you...' Todd answered. Monique didnt like how Todd answe... Continue»
This was actually a song writing attempt from the 90's...hence the odd form...
I Wish I Knew
Where did you come from, who are you?
Where do you live, what do you do?
Did we share a bottle, did we share a drink?
Did we discuss what each of us think?
But you're lying next to me all the same,
I just wish I could remember your name.
How did you get here, did you drive your car?
Or did we meet in that corner bar?
Did I walk you home, did I hold the door?
Did you find me interesting or another bore?
But you're lying next to me all the same,
I just wish I could rememb... Continue»
I throw my head back and let out a deep moan as you work your tongue in and out of my tight little cunt. I can’t help but tremble as my body responds to you like it never has before.
“Oh..oh..mmm..yes!” I gasp, feeling your finger start to rub against my asshole once again. I wriggle around and buck my hips as you bring me closer and closer to orgasm - catching me off guard and making me reach down to grab you by the hair to pull you closer.
“I can’t!…Stop!…oh my god!” You reach your free hand up and start to rub my clit as fast as you can. “No no no!” I scream as I throw my head back. I whi... Continue»
As the slave waited for Master in the hotel room, the conversation that T/they had in the beginning of their relationship was repeating in its head. “If slave is going to be my slave then it will eat another woman’s pussy,” Master had told slave. Then Master asked the question that slave knew He would next, “Is slave willing to do this for Master?” The slave wanted to say no but it knew that it couldn’t do that. All slave wanted to do was please Master and it knew that this was something that Master expected of it. “Yes Master,” the slave managed to say. Then Master informed slave that it... Continue»