Master would be here any minute, and I smiled to myself at the thought. I was lying in bed, naked, hoping that tonight was the night for some experimentation. I’d worked up courage to try and be a little more assertive in our intimacy, and I wasn’t sure how to go about doing it. But
Note: August 2023 – Nellskitchen. All rights reserved. This story (Fallen Angel) or any portion thereof may not be reproduced without the writer’s express (written) permission……………………….FALLEN ANGEL by Nellskitchen̼̼ˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑˑThe Fallen are bored in Heaven and alone in hell.**PART 1 — Mr. Six and Mr. Nine O’clock***It is recklessness; she knows it and does it anyway.
He’d been working with her since the restaurant opened. She started as a hostess when she was a plucky, adorable, 16 year-old. She looked like a young, naïve Taylor Swift — minus the lacquered makeup. Tall, leggy, blonde, great lips, earnest eyes, bouncy butt, perky B’s. He felt like a dirty old man — more
Sitting by the open fire outside we share a glass of wine, you feel the warmth of the gentle flames on your skin as we laugh and talk about the world. You feel my arms wrapped around you as I sit behind you in front of the fire. Our conversation takes a pause as you
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don’t need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.)The windshield wipers squeaked
This is a work of fiction, though some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Muslim high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity to a Christian boy, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are
Hi. This is a story about the monumental moment of almost every girl’s life especially this girl.All the characters are above 18 years of age and are following all the rules of their state.Please share your comments, suggestions, requests etc. in the comment section or in my Dm’s.Enjoy!!————————————————————————————————————————————–To say she was nervous would be an
You climb out of the taxi and take in the cool evening air. You’re wearing a gold dress that goes about halfway down your thigh. Nothing too short, but enough that it shows off your toned legs. You have a pair of strappy white heels on. You look down to see the fresh white pedicure
I went back to that clubIn my past stories I wrote about some sexual times at a sex club. However, after Covid the club had shut down and then I moved farther away and had a baby so I thought my time there was up. A few weeks ago my baby daddy and my daughter
Rayne left Tiger’s apartment in a daze. Tyson walked her to her door. He kissed her, and promised he’d see her again soon. Rayne wondered whether he was as honest as he seemed, or just an opportunist who had had his fill of her.Rayne spent the next few days working her schedule to make sure
O NEElle arched her back and stretched as she stood, aching from too much work at her desk. She desperately needed to unwind, so much so that she found herself complaining about it with Mandy, her closest friend at work.”My body’s just so tense all over…” she implored.”You should really do something about that,” Mandy
Very Explicit – Over 18’s OnlySally and Steve have been together for a long time. Steve is a really nice man and that could be the problem. Now Sally wants more, she wants a firmer hand, she wants to be controlled and she wants to try new things, and another man. Steve will do anything
New YorkSunday we slept until noon, just enjoying the closeness of our bodies and the time to talk about nothing. The afternoon was filled with a matinee movie and a trip to another book store but the day didn’t really begin for us until we found an expensive French Bistro on 3rd Avenue at 7pm.
Part six is split into three parts that cover a weekend of servitude with my new Mistress. This part is for day two (Saturday)SaturdayAfter a fantastic Friday with my wife followed by Mistress Lizzie I was looking forward to the next instalment, i.e. day two of my weekend as slave. My wife had given me
My high school girlfriend was an absolute doll – about 5’4″ tall, pleasingly round, with short blonde hair, big brown eyes, a gorgeous butt and a firm pair of tits that I’d say were probably a size C. Faith was, like me, raised in a very religious home in our small Texas town and had
I guess I never really am fully prepared for how long and intensive my training sessions can be. You constantly push me to, what I think is my limit, and beyond. Into a world cloaked in mystery, wonder, delicious pain and serenity. Always leaving me wanting more, needing more…You did, after all, untie my arms
After a long break, I’ve decided to post a few more stories from time to time. As stated in my profile, most of my stories start with a slow but erotic build-up of tension. If this isn’t your thing, you’ve been advised.This is the first part of such a story that will be resolved in
I’m not sure how long I laid there alone in the dark. I heard Viktoria come back into the room maybe an hour later and slip back into bed. She was snoring shortly after that.But I couldn’t sleep. I was exhausted, but my thoughts were feverish. I couldn’t decide what was reasonable. Was my anxiety
My knuckles were tight on the steering wheel and my heart was pounding so hard I thought it was going to burst out of my chest.Breathe girl, you’re gonna be fine…This wasn’t going to be like when you jumped up on the St Andrew’s Cross at the hotel party. This time the person administering the
“So how do you feel about this?” Vaishali asked her patient from her comfortable psychologist’s chair.”I don’t know,” came the young woman’s reply seated across from her. “I mean if I really had the answer to that, why would I be here?”Vaishali smiled to herself. It was a classic answer she had heard countless times