There she was, waiting for me. Her blonde hair flowing loose framing her face as she waited for me outside of her hotel. Damn, she looks perfect, I thought as I watched her from the limo. I looked at her in the crimson dress and my heart melted. It was armless, form-fitting right down to her hips where it billowed out and was loose around her legs. The deep crimson suited her perfectly and on her shoulders, she had a blac...

I was curious as to whether Teresa had followed my instructions. If she wanted me back and for any of my trust in her to return then she would be waiting knelt down naked with her eyes to the ground. I didn’t know whether I wanted her waiting or not, she had hurt me. I took my time to adjust my clothes, making sure my smart black jeans were crease free, my white shirt fully buttoned up and hanging perfectly on my body. My...

Damn, July already. Thank god I’d won the lottery in February, allowing me time to sort everything out. My island had been bought, a small cabin built and stocked with dried and canned food, tanks of freshwater placed and a long drop built. I had a solar powered satellite phone installed into the cabin and a small jetty to tie boats up too. All that was needed was me, the medicine and her, my island babe, Liza. It would b...

Nothing had been mentioned about the night and no repeat performance had happened between me and Sarah and I was starting to feel down about it. It had been three months without talking to her at all. Three months hiding what had happened between us. Now I was stuck in a car with her for two hours as we went to Bovington Tank Museum to do a reenactment. Most of the trip was in silence and I thanked all the gods that I had...

Christine Willoughby was twenty-five and a nurse. She was of an athletic toned physique; her breasts were of a divine medium size, firm, soft, and oh so natural. Her arse was full and firm, a perfect bubble butt while being small. She was a beauty, the sort that only turns up once in a generation. Her features were so soft and perfect they had to have been sculpted by the Gods themselves. Her natural olive tones worked pe...

Christine woke up on February the 12th with a sense of excitement. As if she would be meeting Santa again. She stretched as the suns morning rays shone through the crack of her curtains bathing her in a halo. Slowly the room came into focus and there on the bed by her feet was a present with a letter. The style was similar if not identical to the gift from Santa at Christmas. Excitedly she tore open the present revealing...

Every year Santa selected a woman between the age of sixteen and thirty who was on the naughty list as his last stop on Christmas Eve. And these selected women always tried to stay on the naughty list. Santa gave the selected women a treat. It started after Mrs Claus died in the 14th century. It was so Santa could find a new wife, but so far none had quite been right for him.Now Santa always laughed when he saw what the p...

Amanda was tall, strong and smart; things unheard of in a woman. Her black flowing hair provided a stark contrast to her light brown great coat. Her steely blue eyes hid a fragile side to her. When she wanted, her eyes would reveal her fragile side. She always wore thigh high leather boots with high heels, which were thought of as daemon's shoes by some folk. Slowly she rode her horse, Elsa, through the winding thoroughfa...

First let me give you the background to the situation. I am Greg and am not exactly a typically handsome man. I am carrying a little excess weight around the belly, and my short neatly trimmed beard divides opinion of all who know me; either they love it or hate it. Adding in the fact that I wear glasses and don’t have any sense of style, I am always being written off as a nerd. The focus of my affections, Sarah, is by no...

My sexy stepsister Evie had just turned twenty and she was gorgeous. Her tits were big but proportionate and her ass was oh so spankable. I hated the body image she held of herself; she thought she was fat and unattractive. I admit she wasn't stick thin, but she was plump and gorgeous, curvy and divine. She was everything I wanted in a woman. It was a cold night. The wind was blowing and rain was lashing the windows. Once...

‘Yes Daddy, so happy. Have we finished?’ she asked looking at her untied wrists and my semi hard cock. ‘Finished? We have only just started,’ I said darkly as I tied her ankles to the bed. I walked around the bed studying her body, deciding how best to test her further. I picked up a pillow. ‘Lift your arse up,’ I told her, my voice strong with a hint of menace. She complied raising her arse as high as she could while sti...

Her sparkling green eyes always caught my attention, but I had never seen arousal in them when she looked at me, til tonight. Her skin-tight mini dress accentuated her gorgeous figure inflaming my heart, body and soul. I needed her, more than her eyes were telling me she needed me. 'Sky, what are you doing here?' I asked, trying to keep my tone level and equal wanting to hide my arousal. 'I've been thinking about your pro...