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After a while he heard Her heels coming back into the room. The blindfold was loosened and then removed, along with the ring gag. He worked his jaw trying to restore motion into the stretched muscles. Then his hands were unlocked as well as his ankles. A leash was attached to his collar and his
“Come in,” Ms Veronica Campbell, Principal of Casey Jones High, looked up from her paperwork and waited for the door to open.Her PA appeared, “Peri Price and her Mom are here.”Strictly speaking they were late, which Veronica felt was typical of the entitlement of the older Price; she hadn’t changed since they had been teenagers
This work is inspired by the stories ‘BTSC’ and ‘Room 209’ by the author ‘klrxo’. Also thrown in are elements of the many mom/son stories I’ve read over the last 25 or so years.It started out as my own spin on the above stories, but soon took on a life of its own. Too big
I’ve just arrived home from work and I’m on the sofa having a little nap. I open my eyes as I hear Edie walk into the room. She is wearing a short, tight black dress which hugs Her body, and knee high Doc Marten boots.”Hey Will!” She says excitedly. She stands in front of me, arms
NotesThis is the ELEVENTH installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her unflagging encouragement and amazing inspiration. Read her work! It’s wonderfully naughty stuff!http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=31501&page=submissionsThis chapter is a direct continuation of Chapter NINE and TEN
Carl’s head was spinning! He had just read a note from his wife giving him permission to live out his fantasy of having sex with his work wife and her friend. And from the 2 sets of bare breasts staring him in the face it was apparent that they were totally onboard with the fantasy
I lay there in the dark listening to him breathe, listening for it to become deep and slow and regular. Sleeping men are one of my areas of expertise – knowing when it’s safe to get up and avoiding awkward conversations while I hunt for my clothes. I touch my fingertips to my cheek. He’s
I was walking past a line of shiny antique automobiles at the Benton County Fair when I spotted a 1919 Model A Pan Automobile that was manufactured in Saint Cloud, Minnesota. It was very innovative for it’s time and had a feature that allowed cross country travelers to fold down the seats into a bed
When Liz and Eve found that one of the University Clubs was having a Bacchus Ball, they announced they wanted to go and that I was to be their partner for the night. And, yes, it was put as definitely as that; not really offering me any choice.I was a bit surprised, in the sense
The glass doors in the dimly lit hotel room are open, allowing the soft night breeze to waft into the room. The doors open to a small balcony overlooking the twinkling lights of the city. The only other illumination is provided by the nearly full moon rising over the horizon.The woman in the chair next
~~~~~This is a work of fiction that portrays its characters engaging in sex and sex-play. Any individual who is “getting busy” is old enough to do so.This tale is tagged as Incest/Taboo and describes sexual activity between siblings. If that type of story is not for you, this is your last warning to turn aside.~~~~~Day
Part 3: Deeper into perversion.Note to reader: This story started with exhibitionism as the core theme. Although this will be a central genre of the story, but it will also venture into other cross genres such as D/S & SM. For people who strictly cling to one category at a time, this is a warning.
For a short time he enjoyed himself just watching her squirming and crying on the bed. He fully expected her to beg as well, but clearly she had learned her lesson about not speaking, because although she was sobbing no words were coming out of her. After a couple of minutes, he reached out and
Whenever I read erotic stories or letters in Penthouse, it seems like every guy has a 12-inch dick. Sometimes they’re white, but most of the time they have to be black to be big. I’ve seen plenty of guys in the shower from almost every race and while everyone seems to come in different shapes
I called him “Uncle Matt,” but he wasn’t really my uncle. He was more my father’s best friend, childhood friend actually. Our families were really close. He had a daughter, Carmel. She was a year older than me and we were friends, though not best friends like my daddy and Uncle Matt. She was a
———-Chapter 1———-Cassie was having one of those months. In the space of three weeks, she’d been laid off, lost her boyfriend and her car had died.She’d been sending money to her sister who was caring for her chronically ill mother. So, when everything went wrong at the same time, she was basically broke.She spent a
DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction. The characters depicted herein are all 18-years-old or older. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, or events, past or present, are strictly coincidental.*My name is Keen. Don’t ask me what kind of name it is, my parents were druggees when they filled out my birth
I hadn’t even seen her face or clothes yet but the woman on top of me had the hottest silhouette I had ever seen.That and the fact that she was tickling me and sitting with her soft butt on my crotch was having some immediate and undeniable effects on me.Tickling is a funny thing. It
FORBIDDEN FRUIT.by prof_masterOne.Getting a Clue.I PULL MY TOYOTA TUNDRA INTO THE DRIVEWAY of Mimi P.’s cute, suburban tract home outside Las Vegas. Get out and go around to the camper shell in back and open the tailgate. I pull out my duffel bag – full of tools and toys of abduction and torment – which
It was the heat that surprised Alex most, how her body generated so much of it even in the cool water of her pool. He could feel it before his hands touched her skin, radiating from her almost like the shimmering waves that ripple in the distance off a July afternoon’s steamy road.The sense was