Stories by personalassistant

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The Love Story that Died

Today was the day I thought Our life was going to start, The chapter we had waited  All of our lives for.  He calmed my fears  And all those doubts,  He gave me something to believe in.  Pulling me close  Assuring me, he would love me  For the rest of our lives.  Every night, I fell asleep Warmed by his love.  Every morning, I counted the days  For the start of our lives  Together. ...Read On

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Good Morning, My Cumslut

A gift to Ben - my mouth and fingers bring him to breathless bliss

Good Morning, My Cumslut I awoke with the hotel room curtains still open and saw that the evening had slowly turned into a new day. The darkness was now various shades of grays and soft ambers from the rising sun peeking from between buildings into our hotel room. I felt Ben snuggled up behind me; his right arm over my body and his hand cupping my breast. I listened to him softly breathing....Read On

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Sex in the Office

The fine line between fantasy and reality ....

I work in the department of a company that deals with the environment, and because of this, I must attend to many meetings with the CEO and CFO of the company. I see her around the office. This woman has consumed my fantasies. She is a striking woman in her 40’s that looks after a senior officer of the firm I work for. She wears tailored clothes, usually skirts, with killer shoes. She wears...Read On

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Friday Whore

Revenge, best served .....

She was so happy her family was leaving for the weekend to visit her husband's mother. Her mind was some what fried from dealing with her husband's cheating ways that she had found out before Christmas of last year. As she was thinking of all the things she could do while her home was empty, an idea started to form. Since finding out about the cheating, she would not allow him to touch her....Read On

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Saturday Submissive Slut

The Revenge becomes delicious .....

**** This story is a continuation of "Friday Whore" **** She awoke on the Saturday, feeling that many of her muscles had been stretched and used, like having had a hard workout at the gym. She giggled. Well, maybe more like a hard work out as a whore. She softly ran her hands over her body, feeling her skin, feeling her nipples ache from the playing last night. And then, a smile appeared on...Read On

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Saturday Submissive Slut - Round 2

Revenge best served .......

**** Continuation of Saturday Submissive Slut **** The husband watched the NannyCam intently as the strange man carried his wife up to their bed. He looked at his watch, and realized his mother and children would be back soon, and turned off the live feed, ensuring first that the camera was still recording to be viewed later when the house was quiet. Adam took a long look at his Slut....Read On

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The Silent Fuck

When you are not looking, sometimes, the best adventures are found!

The Silent Fuck There had been a few playmates between her spouse and other longer-term relationships; dating one man exclusively for a few months, then ending it. And then a few flings before the next relationship. Often, those flings were one timers (also known as one night stands) and occasionally, a repeat, to find out if there had been promise. Sadly, more times than not, something...Read On

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Solo Playing

Playing Solo After an Online Lush Chat

I have just finished a sexy chit-chat with my online friend who lives on the other side of the continent, a mere 4,500 kms away. As I signed off, I told him I was going to take a shower before bed. He asked me about lotion, and do I use it. I type to him, “Oh yes, I love lotion.” He said he would have a great visual as he too was turning in for the night. Turning the water on hot, the...Read On

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It's Only Polite

The start of a long affair in many hotels.

She worked as the receptionist for a stereotypical Chartered Accountants firm; a bit stuffy and boring. Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that one day, an erotic wind would bring into the office, an adventure. It was the end of February, still rainy and cold out and she was wearing a long red tartan wrap skirt and a black fine knit sweater, black lacy thigh ups and black...Read On

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The Client's Gift

The affair continues with some very nice surprises .... A continuation of It's Only Polite.

Throughout the next number of months, the playtimes between the Receptionist and the Client continued, usually during the work week, and usually with the fond title of the "nooner", though, always longer than the hour. She had a few other younger playmates, all very exciting and wanting to please, but the Client kept returning. Days would go by without contact of any sort. She did not...Read On

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At Last

She exhaled loudly again for the umpteenth time since she left her hotel room, her stomach in knots with excitement and anxiety. Her long finger pressed the lift button down, and she counted as her stomach flipped again. “ Twelve, fourteen, sixteen, eighteen – oh I should go back to my room ” as the lift bell softly rang its arrival. “ Damn! ” The elevator quickly brought her to the lobby,...Read On

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Naughty Angel - In the Chamber

A naughty angel is revealed .....

Naughty Angel – In the Chamber Sanctuary’s Chamber was a dance club in the city; a rare ongoing underground club for fetish nights with amazing DJs blaring out dance, trance and techno music that bewitched many of the guests into erotic movements on the dance floor. The usual guests were from all types of lifestyles that harboured a little or a lot of kink/fetishes – the...Read On

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Sinful Treat

Uncle Nick finds an intoxicating incestual treat ….

Sofia was a classique Goth; her skin was milky and a strong contrast to her long dark straight hair. Her makeup was always the same; dark smoky eyes, no blush and stained merlot-coloured lips. Her normal clothing was black on black layers, hiding much of her body. Sofia was artistic and smart. She walked to the beat of her own Goth-drummer, which is usually a drumming kit set to slow. ...Read On

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Absolution

Absolution   I’ve stumbled Caught myself Been bruised Cried out in pain Been stabbed Bled   I’ve swallowed my pride Vowed no more Kneeled in prayer Whispered my sins Promised to be better Promised to be good enough   I’ve asked for forgiveness Hoped and prayed For absolution Whispered again and again, please Heard the whisper back “He wasn’t good enough for you”   I still sit in prayer...Read On

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Object of My Desire

wanting and giving more

Object of My Desire   I love playing with you, The way our wetness mixes And our need to please each other. I adore kissing you, Trailing my kisses over your warm skin, Enjoying your body reacting To the wet soft trail my tongue leaves. But I want more.   Looking up into your brown eyes I see the lust and desires you are feeling And I focus On the object of my desires.   He Pulses He Strains...Read On

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Sweet Soreness

you know how good it feels the next day

I woke up this morning Smiling at the memory of last night Still feeling your body on mine Your smell in my nose Your sounds whispering in my ears Your desire inside me   The sweet soreness of my muscles felt As I stretch My arms out and my legs uncurl Wishing you were still here To start another round of playing Another round of kisses Another round of wetness   I hear the buzz of a...Read On

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Games in Our Minds

when lush love ends ...

So much time wasted On games In our minds Baby, I thought you understood I exposed the real me to you So many frustrations Wishing for something That just wasn’t real Baby, You led me astray And I let you So often Chasing an illusion That was just a wraith Baby, I thought you understood I opened my heart and was honest So I lay my head down Too tired and exhausted...Read On

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Tapestry and Time

Time heals

With each hand movement Around the face of a clock, “We” start to fade For you and for me. As the hands of time Erases the intensity, Fades the colours, Dims the passion that We once shared. Each new person, Adds to our tapestry Which makes us unique. Thankful for the hues, The missed stitches, The evolving textures That envelopes our souls Like the warmest of blankets. With time,...Read On

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Passion

the sensualist's look at lush-love

Passion Our lives are hurried, Fast and furious. When I think of you, I want to slow the hands of time, To explore you leisurely, Sensually and completely. I know the first touch would Ignite our passions Like a firework bursting Above our heads Raining down wetness and Desperate kisses. Our bodies would melt So effortlessly and completely Into one. Connected more Than just our bodies...Read On

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Assume the Position III

The tease concludes in the office ....

I heard your desire through your soft growl, As your leather chair rolled away On the floor mat. I felt your hands lift up my skirt, We held our breaths As you exposed me. The sudden smack echoed Against your office walls As your hand connected with my ass. And my body quivered With an intense rush Of heat and lust. Your eyes devoured my ass In the black lacy thong And your hand...Read On

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Assume the Position II

The tease continues in the office .....

I heard you, As you sat in your leather chair, Your voice barely audible, Stating with lust, “Assume the Position” I stood at your doorway Watching you, As your eyes tried to Conceal the lust And your body shifted Trying to hide more. I moved into your office Deliberately slow Feeling this was like, a Game of Cat and Mouse Though unsure at the moment Who was which. I felt the...Read On

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Assume the Position

Not all Law Firms are boring .....

Assume the Position You see me In my business attire Long dark skirt hugging my curves My feet in black high heels Simple jewelery making a classy statement. You see me Adjust my glasses, Wondering if I have thoughts of you yet, You watching me with intent eyes, Wondering what I am wearing Underneath these dark clothes. You see me In your mind’s eyes, Bending over your desk As you sit...Read On

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A Gift

She sits and stares at her monitor Re-reading words sent and received In the heat of the moment. Seeing more between the lines Than initially understood. The tears have dried The heart still bruised Quiet comfort in knowing She was truthful and faithful Though neither of them were. She sits and stares at her monitor Wondering if they really are that ignorant Fooling themselves into...Read On

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The Taste of Chocolate

a few women who have loved chocolate in some form or another ...

The Taste of Chocolate The allure of chocolate Sweet to the nose and the tongue Captured the minds and hearts Of women a far There once was a bad girl Who consumed chocolate In many long obscene binges In the late lush hours There was also a milf Who tried hard not to taste The addictive chocolate While holding her blackberry Who will be the next To succumb to the rapture Of melting...Read On

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Disbelief

The physical rushes of rejection and love lost

The world spun Uncontrollably and Illogically The blood drained Feeling Numb and Disbelief Swallowing the lump Of Rejection and Shock Breath held in With a Shiver and Coldness Releasing the breath Still Counting and Struggling Tears slid down Love trails and Ending Releasing clenched hands Trying to wave Goodbye...Read On

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Who I Really Am

Reflection, of courage and belonging

I have reflected lately On you and On me. Each separately. And together. We've known each other Since you first arrived. My name was different, Though you have always Known who I really am. Something about you Your quiet strength, Your choice of words, Your confidence, Your calm. You show me My strengths, My energy, My passion, My desires. When we mix us together ...Read On

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Making Love

The Dance called Making Love

The night sky had passed from oranges to ink The light was far between as the stars lit up The candles flames on the table flickered The outline of our bodies against the other wall The rhythm was slow and seductive The colours were muted shades of sexy The air was musky and almost wet As our bodies met on that wild evening The movements were sensually erotic The way our...Read On

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The First Time

A snapshot of the first time with a love

The sound of her own heart beat gave her comfort that she was still in the moment, and perhaps it wasn't a dream. She had put her head on his chest, closed her eyes, and saw and felt it again. They had been completely submerged and filled. The joining had no beginning nor ending. The moment was, as if, the world had stopped. Yes, it had stopped. He had entered her, and stopped....Read On

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Three Words

Set in the future when things are different.

He’s alone, but she’s not. She’s always been afraid of ending up with nothing and so, wisely she made her choices. He doesn’t want to put her through more pain if she’s really happy. There’s a lot he’s willing to sacrifice for her, but her happiness is not one of them. So on a plain piece of paper in his own hand he writes those three words, " come for me ". ...Read On

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Words From A Far

From across an ocean and over the land, words touch a heart.

He knew his words Would have an impact, Deliberate and Arousing. He knew his words Would find their mark. Deliberate and Sensual. Like a predator with his prey, He was Deliberate and Decisive. He didn’t know his words Had found their way into my heart, Open and Loving. His words were Deliberate, Giving and Wanting. He didn't know his words Would give Hope and ...Read On

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Stolen

A reflection on a lost time Today is a warm day, One that would have been perfect For a stolen afternoon. In our private conversations, Where we would talk, laugh and hold hands, Kisses and making wet messes, Enjoying some stolen time. About a year ago, during a stolen afternoon, When the sun was shining, I remember how you stole my heart. And, every time I logged on, ...Read On

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Concealed Souls

We readily took off our clothes And opened our minds To explore ourselves and each other In the Lush land of non-existence Hovering in a wasted no-man’s land Between substance and delusion What is authentic here? Connections seemingly in tandem Waiver badly when questioned or reminded That the words are unreal Concealing the souls beneath the facades Our heated skins did...Read On