Submissive at work
I had a great trip fucked by a ton of guys, now back to reality. Dressed in jeans and a tee shirt I sit at my cubical and turn on the computer before going for my morning coffee. No one knows I am wearing panties and stockings und
The morning light floods into your bedroom, you shift in the covers and stretch, making little sounds as you do. A contented sigh bursts from your lips. You groan slightly, then step out of bed and walk past its end to stand in front of your mirror.
…as the week went on mine and Ronnie’s time together got even better.
So our relationship continued on for years after that wonderful Christmas weekend, and another time in particular I will not forget.
So one morning I was getting ready for s
“Pump that cock…harder…I said HaRDer! That’s it…now faster…come on…WORK it!”
Quay was almost there…but this piece of meat was starting to piss her off (which by the way…was never a good thing)
…so as she yells “Fuck”…she suddenly
Blackmailing younger sister
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I had just moved into my new apartment and my friend dad was going to help me put in a new microwave range over the stove. I woke up and saw that he would be coming in about an hour or so. I went out for a bite to eat and coffee, lots of coffee. I ha
So I hope you read my story from before titled…”A Great Encounter with an old friend” well this is the beginning of the story with Ronnie.
I first met Ronnie back when I was a freshman in High School, he used to follow me around and do anythin
He saw her on the bus.Monday through Friday. Usually she would be waiting at the bus stop rain or shine…but it was on those rare occasions that she would have to run and jump on…that he would be beside himself. She was a little thing 5’2″ max. H
Magnolia Plantation is nestled amongst tall pine trees and large oak trees in Southern Alabama. It is owned by Henry Cowart, the richest slave owner for miles around. Henry is 50 years old with salt and pepper hair, clear blue eyes, and around 6ft ta
Fern and I had been married for three years. Our sex life had become bland, routine, and, frankly, I preferred masturbation to the work it took to cum by intercourse. I was pretty sure that Fern felt that way, too. You see, my cock is
When they were finished, Massimo told me to show my gratitude. “Grazie Maestro, grazie Signore Luca”. Their smile was my reward and I, strangely enough, was proud of it. I was learning.
“Go to the bathroom, Slut, and tidy up, we’re not done y
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I sat back stage waiting my turn to dance. It was a gay bar and lots of horny men wanting some young guy to take home with him; the trouble was I wasn’t young. Sure I had a great body slim smooth more fem then anything, and
Shelly looked over Macenzie’s shoulder in the mirror and drew in a deep breath, swamping herself in the beautiful scent of jasmine. “You looked so beautiful tonight. That little black dress is so sexy. Your husband couldn’t take his eyes off of
Massimo pushed his chair back and spread his legs. “So you want starters? Beg for it”. There I stood in a restaurant, dressed like a whore and I had to beg? I hated the look on his face, so smug, so self assured. No warning came when he hit me ha
As soon as I woke the next morning I knew that it would be a good day after last night. I could not get the image of Uncle Buddy’s big dick out of my head. As I went down stairs, I noticed that Jill was al
What a drag, thought Kara “Why do I need to spend my summer baby-sitting my 58 year old great uncle. Kara has just been informed by her parents that she had to spend her summer vacation helping her uncle and his frie
She looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror and thought to herself I’ll show him, she was thinking about the conversation that she had overheard the following evening when she had come home from work. She was earlier than normal due to the
“You’re not going anywhere”, Massimo said, as he dragged me along into the garden. He pushed me against a wall. “Please Massimo”, I whispered, afraid anyone might hear us. He slapped me in the face. “Who allowed you to use my name, you litt