I was sat in my big armchair thinking about how I could get out of the really bad mood I was in. Then suddenly my thoughts got disturbed by a knock on the front door. This of course just annoyed...
edging
The Instrument: Making a Living
"For a saxophone player, sex is an important part of music, and music is an important part of sex."
Maybe he was just trying to prove a point, ignoring her tepid pleas and continuing to swirl his tongue around her sloppy pussy.“No more,” she whined, “It’s too much. I can’t….” She trailed off with a sigh, suggesting that maybe...
‘Ashley, I… I can help with your essay, but…’‘Yeah?’‘Well, the whole point of literature is to—’Under the table, her cool hand closes around his erection, squeezing, twisting.‘Oh…’‘Write me a little essay?’‘I’d get in trouble!’She leans over, blonde locks draped over...
Making Her Wait
"She gets a night in a luxury hotel - but will he ever let her come?"
Jen picked up her suitcase and stepped off the airport bus into the cool, grey air of London. She wandered along the busy city streets, and walked past a smart hotel, wishing that she could afford to stay there. It was a...
"Here we are, my dear. In you go," she murmurs in warm honey, holding the door open, so Claire can go before. As they walk to the center of the small store, a diminutive woman with spiky gray hair and...
Borderline
"Keeping his pet on edge all evening long."
It started the moment he got home from work. It was Friday but he still hadn't gotten home until after 7. She was slicing peppers for stir-fry when she heard the front door open. She turned to greet him with...
She Caught Me Reading Lush
"She caught him enjoying a story on Lush and teased him about it until he orgasmed."
Karen and I love to read erotic stories. One of our favorite sites is called Lush. We both enjoy the variety of categories that the site has. A lot of times we’ll sit and read the stories together but there...
Tap… Tap… Tap
"Submissive is tied to a chair, edged, and used."
The last knot has been secured in place. You step back to admire your handiwork and smile as you take in the scene before you.Your eyes meet mine. “Are you ready, baby?”“Yes, Sir. I am,” I answer.“Good.” You step forward...
Her eyes are a field, soft and warm and green, and I imagine a sea of wildflowers growing within her corneas. Wild as the need in her gaze, a desire so far from banal only a truly demoralized slut can...
You probably have no idea your hard nipples are trying desperately to poke through the white t-shirt you stole from me. I want to bite them.Do you know your tits bounce to-and-fro as you dust off the dresser? I want...