Fiction - Page 322

'I'm licking my lips as I calmly head to your door, sexy woman. The anticipation is undeniably overwhelming, but I love it. I know you want some time to get ready, but yet, my right hand is coming to the doorknob, and I'm cracking the door open,' I thought, prior to peeking in there

Change has a way of passing slowly through a small Pennsylvania town, like an old man window shopping on a Sunday afternoon. As in previous years, the summer of 1967 rolled in with little in the way of fanfare. There were however, some visible changes in my life that year

We met online a few weeks ago and hit it off right away. Mark and I just clicked - he had this confident stride that I really liked, and perfect blue eyes. He didn't smile often, but when he did, my heart melted

Part two *Jenni* The next day, much earlier than I expected, Jenni was running up my sidewalk, her strong legs carrying her gracefully, until she was rapping on my front door. I greeted her with enthusiasm. Another big hug, too

She goes to school and work just like everyone else, the only difference is she can never stop thinking about being used by an older man. When she was younger all she thought about was sex and how great it would feel

Slave. Part one. 1. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses

The next morning after my first incest encounter with my son was an odd feeling. I new what we had done was wrong but it was such a hot, erotic sex session. It was taboo, dirty, wrong but it felt had felt so good

We take a very quick shower, I put my hair up in a scrunchy since I already washed it earlier

“It would have been a lot nicer for you if you had just given me what I wanted a couple of weeks ago. I might have actually cared if you were enjoying my cock. Now, not so much,” he said with a leer

"I remember that knitted dress very well indeed. I still have it today, hanging in my wardrobe. A souvenir of sorts. I had to approach the head and his deputy about wearing it because it was not of the 'required dress code' for we teachers

This is entirely an act of fiction, any correlation to actual people or events is completely incidental. I do not condone these acts in reality, they are just an exploration of fantasy. Enjoy! Today I had a special day with my little boy

“Vassanti your huge a cock tease.” I said. I was sitting at my table at school eating my lunch with my friends when Vassanti scooted closer to me and placed her hand on my crotch. All that separated her hand and my dick was my basketball shorts

After graduation in the Spring of my senior year I decided to go to the city’s college for a year, not because I wasn’t smart enough, but so I could get past Megan and all that had happened during senior year

On a motorcycle trip across the country I stopped over in Dallas to stay the night with an old school friend. We were the same age but had taken different paths, he married and settled down to have kids and I was well… a bit dissolute

My name is Joyce Evans & i have been my sons Mark's sex slave for a while now . Currently im lying on my living room couch wearing just a pair of 7 inch spiked heels along with a collar & leash which my son/master is tugging on while he facefucks with his enormous penis