“Allo! Allo! Allo! What’s a nice girl like you doing in place like this?” uncle Steve said in his best cockney accent to the young girl. Steve had silently unlocked the front door of the cottage and carefully removed his shoes before padding over to the bedroom door where Michele was still preoccupied looking at…
Fortunately, Master Oringel settled down to the game right away and didn’t pay me any attention at all except when he occasionally got an exceptional hand and felt obliged to show me. Needless to say, he was running low on coins after only three games — and that was only because of a generous donation…
Without needing to say any more, the pleased women smiled at Gray and returned to the cab, Gray’s cock maintaining its erection as he followed behind the women, with their comments on watching the disposal of males still fresh in his mind. The waiting cab driver looked down from his elevated seat and smirked as…
“Come here slut.” Master commanded. I immediately crawled on my hands and knees towards him. Master stood by the desk, his laptop sitting open on top. I loved being his slave as he worked. “Faster,” he barked at me. I quickly approached Master and leaned into a waiting position. He grabbed the collar around my…
His large hand traced her cheek, wiping away her swollen tears with his thumb. Her hair was disheveled, a long brown fury of tangled strands. Nakedness felt good against his clothes, the way it scratched against her nipples when they wrestled or how it pressed against her sore bottom when she sat on his lap…
He arrived at my apartment early as usual, the door unlocked for him, and I was more than ready to welcome him into my arms. I was about to put my arms around him, when he came over to where I was sitting on the couch and sternly asked me what I was doing sitting…
Reagan lay in bed, holding her phone up in front of her face, panting hard as she fingered herself. God, she was so turned on and it was only getting worse, and she knew why. She knew it was because she had exposed herself to whatever Tara had been exposed to. And she knew that…
She knelt there in a ceremonial kimono much to big for her. The sleeves hung down over her hands and her small body of 12 seemed lost in the folds of the vibrant colored fabric. She had been here at the temple steps all day in the hot sun. She didn’t think she could cry…
Opening the door to the two-story home, things don’t “feel” right. A cold hand races up the back of Jared’s spine, setting the hair on the back of his neck on end. Looking around warily he slowly makes his way into the too silent dining room. No TV is playing in the den, and no…
My wife had recently found out about my crossdressing. She was a little upset at first, but then seemed to be more accepting of it as time went by. I came home from a business trip a couple of weeks ago to a welcome that I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams. I…