Archive for August, 2010
I Want Ch. 01
“Authors note: originally designed for my pyl, she suggested I post here, so I have. A.K.A. I don’t mind any comments you make about it. Be as blunt as you want.”
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“Yes Master…” you half-moan, half-whimper as I tell you that I want you to kneel. You get down on your hands and knees in front of me and stare longingly at the bulge in my jeans. But you know better then to reach for it without my permission. “Please Master. Please let me taste you, please…” you beg as you look up to me with lust and longing. › Continue reading
My Dream
“the following is part of a recurring dream I had over a several weeks period of time. After dreaming the same thing more than twice I began writing down what I remembered in the mornings when I awoke. This is only a first part of the dream. If I get enough positive respond for the rest of the dream, I will post them simultaneously. So please feel free to give me your honest opinion”
Jumping out of the shower, I grabbed a towel and ran to grab the phone.
“Hello” I said breathlessly, water dripping from my hair › Continue reading
My Fantasy
“Hi honey,” I said as I answered my cell.
“Shut up and listen…I want you home by 5:15, showered by 5:25, and by 5:30 you’d better have my implements out and your ass in position. Do you understand?” You said.
“Yes I understand,” I replied.
That was the whole call. It was 10:00am and had to think about this all day. I know you do this on purpose, you know I like it. I also know that if I meet you dead lines this will have a happy ending, on the other hand, if I fall short this will not be for my pleasure at all. › Continue reading
Mistress Takes Him Out
Remarkably, I had some free time on a Friday night, and even more remarkably, so did you. How often does that happen? Even more appealing, Sal was out of town, and I had the apartment to myself. I settle into the couch, remote control in one hand and beer in the other, enjoying this brief moment of freedom.
A few moments later, there’s a knock on my door. It’s you, decked out in your pinstripe suit, back from court and the office. I open the door, give you a kiss, and get back to the couch — the Simpsons is starting! — not really hearing whatever it was that you said to me. You put your bag down, walk over, and say it again. › Continue reading
Mother Mistress Ch. 06
“This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author.
Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated.”
Things returned to normal in Mother Mistress’s household following Susan’s and Patrick’s initiation into the ‘group’. The two new submissives ‘playtime’ had been curtailed considerably due to final exam’s week. The group continued to enjoy frequent sessions at and Mistress’s Jane and Martha’s homes. But Susan and Patrick’s participation was limited to weekends at Mother Mistress’s Dungeon. Even then, Agnes insisted that their studies were the first priorities. Both of her student boarders finished the fall quarter with very high Grade Point Averages and they looked forward to the winter break. › Continue reading
Mistress Kim
“This story is completely fictional and is intended for mature readers, the characters names and situations do not represent anyone real and are completely chosen at random.”
This all started about a month ago when I was getting bored with all the wannabe Mistress’s I’d been encountering online for the past year, finally I had found a women who sounded for real and not only that but she ensured safety and discreet play. One night, after discussing our likes, dislikes, limits and fantasies she told me that if I was for real then she would have a package delivered to my apartment containing a surprise and instructions. This sounded so great at the time because I had been reading erotica all week that contained stuff just like this. The next day an unmarked package arrived for me at the front desk of my apartment building. Back in my room I carefully removed the white envelope with my name on it and opened it, inside there was a letter that read › Continue reading
Mike & Peggy Ch. 02
“*Author’s note:*
First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.
This is a continuation of a long story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.
Lastly, if you haven’t read the Author’s note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.
Peter
Now on to the story: ”
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As he started to drive, Peggy reached over and started to lightly tickle the soft hair on the inside of his thigh. They hadn’t reached the end of the block before his cock was hard as a rock, and she had barely touched it since their shower. › Continue reading
Maybe Next Time
“Hello Sir.” My voice shakes slightly with anticipation, lust, and some fear, as it always does when you are on the other line.
“I’ll be there in thirty minutes, you better be ready for me.” You are always so blunt and to the point, that’s something I’ve always liked about you.You know that from the second the phone rang, my pussy was getting wet for you, and with the knowledge of your arrival in less than a half hour only makes it worse… or should I say better.
I run into the bathroom and turn the water on very hot and steamy, just how I like it. I have just enough time to shower quickly and get ready for you. I assume you’ll like the right out of the shower look I’ll have. › Continue reading
Mandy’s Online Master Ch. 10
The man left. I could still taste his cum mixed with the lube from my ass. I felt warm, and a bit sweaty. I wasn”t sure what was happening. It seemed unreal. I was Daniel”s whore. I survived it. I survived having sex with a stranger. It was kind of fun. One hand strayed to my sensitive breast, the other to my clit. I was still very wet. I sunk to my knees, rubbing my breast and clit. It felt so good. I leaned forward until my face was in the carpet. How many people had fucked in this motel room? I stuck out my tongue and tasted the carpet. My orgasm was coming. I squeezed my breast hard. My other hand was a blur. I came hard, shuddering. It felt great. › Continue reading
Letter to You
The first night I met you I wanted you. I’ve always said I fall in lust with an individual’s mannerisms, their demeanour… I could tell you were depraved and the sight of you made me tingle. Surrounded by people in PVC and fetish wear it’s a wonder you noticed me at all, I’m not one to usually stand out. I was the youngest there, maybe that was it?
I made frequent trips to the bar for everyone, hoping to get your attention by showing what a good girl I was. Pathetic me offering to get everyone drinks and realising I’d forgotten what they wanted when I caught sight of you. I hate making mistakes. I stood there fumbling with cocktail orders and dropping a pack of matches, and then there was a flame next to my face as I let you light my cigarette. › Continue reading
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