The moment I hear the strike of the match against the box I know I'm in more trouble. The whoosh of oxygen racing to fuel the flame. The fizz and crackle as it catches. The flicker that the blindfold makes impossible to perceive, yet my mind sees anyway....
This story is based upon a photo series, “The Bet”, by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who started a photo series under this same name at https://bramleyappletheforbiddenfruit.blogspot.com. I write this with the permission of both he and the m...
Another overheated day in July. The humidity made it feel downright Venusian. Sweat stains blossomed on my sister's T-shirt. Her underarm stains expanded, joining up with her underboob stains, which joined with her interboob stain and her neckline stain,...
I know a letter is old school, but there's something about the tactility of paper. A physical connection you can't get from email or text. It warms me to think that the very paper you're holding right now has been in my hands, beneath fingers that yearn t...
Snowflakes melt on my face as I numbly trudge through the ever-deeper cover of cotton-like snow. I give a silent prayer to the Gods for the cold. Else I would never have gotten this far. I reach a patch of windswept land and up my pace. A backward glance...
In the tiny foyer of their hotel room in San Diego, Stacy Lancaster used her husband. He was flat on his back on the floor. They were not making love; she was riding Jared's dick like it was her own personal toy. The smooth motions of Stacy's hips sped up...
I still love flirting with the coldSummers in the south make it hardRelying on AC and automatic iceI never turn down something that niceNo snow to pile and sculptJust a plain bowl of cubesReady to slide in where I pleaseA perfect shape for my needsHearing...
After testing to be sure Maple was tied securly, Red handed me the pan of ice cubes and the slender bottles of very warm water. I was still positioned between Maple's legs, looking at a very wet pussy. I was confused as to what she wanted me to do. I hear...
She was sitting in the passenger seat, slightly turned toward me. Her legs spread and she was slowly working her clit, showing me everything. I had already told her she was not allowed to cum yet, but hearing her breathing I could tell she was getting clo...
“What the hell are we going to tell the doctor when we get there? Did you even think of that? No, I'm sure you didn't."Yes, Mike was upset and I couldn’t blame him. After all, he was in pain and a trip to the emergency room is not the way anyone wants to...
A night of pleasure to tryNaughty things to delight You're her master and her guyA game played with no sight He ties her hands to the headboardA blindfold put on her eyes Her body will be adoredHe'll tease her till she cries A Hitachi wand is put on her c...
"You're going to have to move your legs apart a bit. The strap won't go around them if they are that close," Ethan informed me as he tightened the straps on my arms. I gritted my teeth and carefully shuffled my feet apart a few centimeters, trying to keep...
My heart has been brokenToo many times to count nowOne after anotherFrom cold-hearted ice QueensTheir words draw you inEntice you into opening your heartThen smash it into piecesCrushing it in their hands with a smileTime and time againI felt betrayed by...
Love, at the atomic level, is an electron. Whether an electron shared, given, or stolen, is not an issue, for these are human descriptors and electrons are not human. The chemical reactions that magically create the illusion of love within the human brain...
I lie there waiting. I hear the click of the door as it opens, the swoosh as it slides against the carpet and then another click as it latches closed again. I know you are in the room again; I turn my head but can’t see you. Earlier you had bound my hands...
