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Jane was going to make something of herself. At age 24, she was determined to get through law school and become a corporate lawyer. Nothing else matter to her. Other people were merely puppets that existed only to help her reach her goal. Her beauty was merely a tool that she used to get others, especially men, to do her bidding. Unfortunately for Jane, the tables were just about to turn on her.
Jane was like a hellcat around the law school library. She would make impossible demands on the library staff, and treated them all with contempt. After six months of this treatment, the staff ... Continue»
Michelle took him in: he was a tall, broad, thick-necked slab of lean muscle. His gaze had more cleverness than intelligence, but he was sharp, all there. She winked at Amy as they came over to her table, as if to say: "Good job."
"Michelle, this is Joseph."
"Hi Joseph, pleased to meet you."
Pleasantries were exchanged, and small talk initiated. The weather was a little warm for the season, and a thunderstorm had passed through that afternoon. Traffic was no worse than usual, but Joseph had seen a nasty accident on his way to work.
"Where do you work, Joseph?" i... Continue»
She loved Tom. There was no doubt about that. She felt the love especially at times like these...just after they had made love. Fresh from the shower, they were lying together making small talk. Tom was drawing lazy circles around her breasts giving her pause to wonder if they had showered too soon. 'You know,' he said, 'you have incredibly powerful orgasms. Sometimes I think you may hurt yourself.' 'You know me,' she laughed, 'I enjoy everything to the fullest...especially sex. Besides, you seem to keep up with me pretty good!' This unexpected comment brought a snort of laughter from Tom. 'It... Continue»
As she and Allan slowly rolled across the rubbery mat, exchanging positions with first one on top and then the other, Amelia couldn't help but remember another bizarre and erotic wrestling encounter she'd had with a former lover, several years ago. It had been far different than the passion-battle she was having with Allan.
It had been shortly after the unexpected death of her uncle Hugh Stone. Amelia had been working for several weeks with her uncle's crusty old attorney, accepting the transfer of the estate into her hands. One day, a young lawyer from the older attorney's office arri... Continue»
He paid no attention to her as she entered the room. He was used to the help being around him while he worked. He paid all of them well enough to do their work without bothering him. The maid would simply clean the room and then leave.
Her perfume smelled different today, more like that of a young woman then someone who was fifty years old. This caused him to look up. In front of him was a very good looking woman, about 30 years old with a great body. She was wearing a maids outfit with a hem that allowed an ample view of her legs. Her breasts were held tightly within the top which was... Continue»
The a*****ion It was a typical hot, sticky July Cleveland evening, with temperatures in the low-80's, and humidity to match. My sleeveless tennis top and tiny skirt were drenched with sweat, and I felt as though they must surely be almost transparent by now, after three grueling sets against Maggie, my best friend. Finally, mercifully, we finished. I lost again, as usual. Maggie always somehow manages to just barely beat me, but she always wins. I wondered if there really was something to what she says about my being a submissive.
Oh well, fuck it. Time to head home... Continue»
The first thing that attracted me to Janine was her long hair. I know that sounds kind of shallow, but then you've never seen her hair. I almost didn't.
My first glimpse, at a company picnic, was serendipity. I was watching one of those three-legged races. Janine and a girlfriend were running, but not very well. I had barely noticed her until she fell down, when the impact must have knocked her bun loose. As she got up, up with her came a flowing cape of deep brown hair. The wind was strong that day, and blew it all around her. I was suddenly awe struck by her beauty, but somewhat puzz... Continue»
I was traveling on business when my flight was laid over at O'Hare for bad weather. The airline put me up at a airport hotel and told me it could be as long as 48 hours before they could get me another flight. I took a cab to a bar the bellhop recommended and sat down for a few beers and watched the Bulls. When I got up to take a leak and noticed a lovely brunette sitting by the door. She was about 5-7 with nice tits and lecherous smile. I got back from the head and looked for the brunette. She was sitting on the bar stool next to mine.
"Hi, I'm Sandra, can I buy you a drink". I was a littl... Continue»
She was sitting by the water, a group of ducks at her feet clamoring and fighting over the breadcrumbs she tossed to them. Through the glare of the setting sun, she saw him with his own entourage of ducks, slowly walking toward her, tossing food to the ducks which followed him.
As the sun cast it's last golden hue on the ripples at her feet, he came to sit next to her. She had never seen him before, yet she did not move from her position. He said nothing, but watched her toss the last crumbs, then the chevrons of water as they rippled behind the ducks as they followed a passer-by.
"Ah, that must be her..." he said to himself. He'd been waiting for her to come over for about an hour. He was annoyed that she was late, but figured he would get even with her later.
"Come in!" he yelled, and she opened the door slowly and peeked in. She looked great. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt and a nice blouse. He knew because he had seen it before. But even dressed casually she looked really good, and what was underneath made his mouth water.
She walked into the living room slowly, nervous because she had made him sit around waiting ... Continue»
Prologue - Episode 1
She had always liked the thought of being helpless. Overpowered by her lover/partner, with her sexual desires building up, but unable to satisfy herself. It was when she was small, and playing with some boys in the neighborhood, that she discovered the stimulation from being held captive. Once, while playing "Cops and Robbers", she had been tied to a chair. The excitement and rush she felt from trying to get free, caused her to have her first orgasm. Since then, she had always liked the concept of bondage as a sexual stimulus, as a way of being aroused. She had alw... Continue»
I suppose the best way to describe Mike is to say he's fair but firm. Most of the time our sex life is pretty tame. We experiment a lot with lovemaking in various places and various ways, and we both love it. But sometimes I'm just feeling bitchy or frisky and I try to make demands. When I get into these moods, my lover has to take control and put me in my place. Of course, I know where these demands lead me; right into tight ropes and pain!
It had been a wonderful day at the office. I'd finally finished a project I'd been working on for the last month or so, and for the first time I f... Continue»
I had just got home from work, about 10:00 pm on Friday night, and was looking forward to a long, hot bath and getting to bd. I parked my car in the carport and as I turned away, I felt myself grabbed from behind, and held by a strong arm, a hand across my mouth. A low male voice told me not to scream and not to fight, or I'd get hurt. However, the man told me that if I cooperated fully, no serious harm would come to me and he would let me go when he was finished
He asked if I understood and I nodded. Slowly he lowered his hand from my mouth and told me not to turn ar... Continue»
The Party You are left for nearly thirty minutes to recoup from your ordeal. Finally two male voices announce they are going to have you at the same time. One from the rear and one from the front. You are pulled up from the floor and hooked to the ceiling chain again and pulled upright so your feet just touch the floor. A spreader bar is placed between your ankles. You feel the warmth of a body press to your front, slowly the fingers tease tenderly, lovingly at your nipples, then pinch them lightly. Another body presses to your back. You feel his hand guide his firm cock into your pussy from b... Continue»
I'm an average looking guy, about 5'10", 200 pounds, a little thin on top and, while not in great shape, I can walk up a flight of stairs without wheezing. I guess I'm what most people would consider a "regular guy", with a fairly conservative, suburban, mow-the-lawn on Saturday, see-a-movie-on-Saturday-night life.
At one time I thought of myself as sexually adventurous, but in reality I consider eating my wife's pussy living on the edge. In a nutshell I'm the kind of guy you'd probably want for a neighbor (when you read the rest of this story I'm 100% sure that you'd want to be my neighbor... Continue»
What first attracts me to all women is the vibrancy of life I see in their eyes. There is where a woman tells you so very much without ever saying one word, and for those men who are aware of the enormously varied ways women communicate, there is an abundance to be discovered from eye contact.
Usually I won't hold the gaze of most women. I see all I want in the slightest glance, and immediately know there is nothing worth pursuing. My predator nature instinctively tells me who is and who isn't devour able, and I have a developed taste for those who have more than just the average ... Continue»
You have seen her, in fashion magazines, bathing suit layouts, lingerie catalogues, and brochures. It was obvious why Valerie was a sought after model; she was a definitive masterpiece of the female form. Ms. Val, as I called her, was a tall paragon with a main of long, flowing, blond hair. Enormous blue eyes, framed by lengthy dark eyelashes, set wide on high cheekbones. Her seraphic face, was a study in chiseled enchantment. Her hair and face invariably caused heads to turn and as if that was not enough, Val was blessed with a breathtaking figure. Her tiny waist flowed from wide curvy hips t... Continue»
Such a pretty face...pity to have to cover it with so much leather. But we can change that later. The night is young, and we have many alternatives at our disposal. She kneels before me on a coffee table, her thighs lashed tight to her ankles and her collared neck tied down to her knees. I love watching her fingers claw desperately at the knots holding each wrist to its opposite elbow so her arms make a triangle behind her back. I settle into my armchair and admire her long blonde hair. It has just enough wave to give it a flowing texture as it cascades over her shoulders from underneath the s... Continue»
"I've been watching you all night. You've been dancing for hours, moving your little body relentlessly in time with the music. I've seen the delightful sight of your perky tits pressing against the flimsy material of the crop top, and ogled the sight of your gorgeous bare legs disappearing up into the short skirt you're wearing. Your pert, shapely ass has had me mesmerized, wondering what it would look like in the flesh. The club is hot, and sweat covers the naked parts of your body, adding to the horny spectacle.
You've looked at me and smiled, but I presume you think I'm gay because ... Continue»
It is cool outside and the evening is drawing on. The lake is still, the late summer twilight almost purple and the shadows deepening rapidly. We are sitting outside on the cabin step, the end of a perfect day. The wine is cool, clear and refreshing. We are relaxed, contemplating our next move. During the last few hours we have talked a lot, exploring each other's personalities and now we have reached a comfortable familiarity.
You are pleased with your choice of companion, such a fit and good-looking young man, and great company too. You are anticipating eagerly the highlight of yo... Continue»