Domination and submission - Page 280

Part one Jackson was sitting up with Beth in his lap. His right hand pushing her ass hard against his body. Her legs either side of his torso. They had been fucking for at least an hour, the usual rough, controlling stuff that Beth now craved. As much as any junkie did their fix

This is a different kind of write up. I thought this would appeal to some people as change is always nice. This story involves an interview related to one of my older stories. I sat down and interviewed my friend

At the hotel bar she’s just finishing her glass of wine, relaxing from the meetings of the day. It had been ten hours since she left her room this morning, and she can’t wait to get back to it now

In spite of its description as "Fiction," this story is actually an embellishment of real experiences I had with a girl during my time on the radio. The first several chapters are absolutely true, save names and locales. XIV

PART 1 – The Guy The girl begged so well. Her eyes stared back at me, and as she said “Please,” it was unclear whether she was pleading for the horror to stop or whether she was desperate for more. I shifted uncomfortably as a burgeoning erection began to push at my jeans

Rachel felt his hard cock parting her pussy lips stretching her walls, sliding deeper into her love tunnel. She didn’t open her eyes, just pictured him. The large handsome Spaniard she had met on the beach. Who'd whisked her off her feet, with his dark skin and rock hard abs

Part 1 Botched Ransom “How old are you, Chrissy?” asked the man. He was stroking her hand as he said it. “I’m twenty,” she replied uneasily. She wanted to take her hand back, but was afraid of angering her captor

I haven't written about my hot wife in a while, so I figure it's time to fill you in on her latest sexploit. Anne Marie is 40, looks 27, and fucks like a 19 year old. She's tall, tanned skin, with long wild dirty-blond hair. Her legs and ass are perfect

I was starting to have difficulty sleeping again. It was bringing back bad memories. On more than one occasion, I would have a nightmare about having to tell Molly what I did to her, only this time she knew, but just didn’t want to hear it

something she can bring home to me, doesn’t matter what or where, as long as I could see that sticky cum stain on her or something, be it her skin, the inside of her clothes when she slips them back on, I told her it couldn’t be something like paper towels or toilet paper though, I wanted to see it

For a whole month I wore my cock out in Fiona and Alice's filthy holes, whilst Alice was at work and getting treated like a slut by Paul I was at home treating Fiona like a slut. When Fiona went work I’d fuck Alice's pussy, arse and mouth until they all leaked spunk

Anya Stolnyheva was a lissome, athletic girl of 18 or 19 with gorgeous breasts, long copper-flecked brown hair, and a face of elven-like beauty. Her cobalt-blue eyes gave her an innocent look that only made men want to pursue her that much more

Helen checked her makeup and got out of the car. She stood in front of the smart detached Georgian House, checked the time – 8:01, exactly right – and then checked the address before slipping the note back into her handbag. “It is the right place

Continuing the story where I left off ENJOY :) I had been fingering my hole on a daily basis because my itchy spot had started a craving deep inside me and the only way to satisfy it would be to poke and rub it repeating an endless cycle

Please read Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 & 10 for a better understanding of this chapter. ---------------------------------------- I couldn’t believe it had finally happened

The Breaking of Tracy part 2 Preparations I personally have four bedrooms at the estate. My main bedroom is on the third floor and is decorated in imported Italian marble. The bathroom is the size of a low income house in most civilized worlds

Scott Clair hated his whiteness. He wasn’t able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race

Angel A Novel By: S. Stevenson The Selection Part One The Meeting Having picked up her luggage, Angel walked out of the terminal and into the bright sunlight

David was getting more and more uncomfortable the longer he waited. He had done everything that Cady had asked for, now all he could do was wait for her to arrive. David had arranged everything with her and followed her instructions to the letter

Ian was loving his new life. It cost him about $1 ½ million dollars, but he was free. He arrived here about a month after he said his last “good bye” to Heather and was already making his plans. He moved to a small town on the southern U.S. on the Caribbean coast