There are trails of ice drawing across my skin, and his wet tongue follows the path. It’s like fire following the ice, the contrasting temperatures sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. The silk ropes bit gently into my wrists as I flexed away from the new trail of ice along my spine and I groaned, rocking my hips, heat and wetness soaking my core. I turned my head to look back at my Daddy, the thick blinding lace ov...

I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this.When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of men who had secrets settlers didn't know, and of men Rocky Mountain...

"Yeah, I like big cocks, but I'm no queen," I said to the tall daddy, with a squared jaw and buzz cut. He met me leaving County Line's backroom."Well, I'm your man," he said and pulled from his unzipped jeans an impressive cock, despite its flaccid state. His balls sat puffy in his big hand as he held the whole package up to the dim light. "It's bigger when it's angry," he said and wiped away the cum that dangled from my...

Do you know how I long to please you, Sir? Do you understand why? Do you truly understand what it does to me? What it does for me? When I relinquish myself to you, I relinquish all of me, not a piece or a part, but all of me. My mind, body and soul. In that moment, I belong to you and only you. Your command and my obedience are in perfect harmony, a beautiful dance. My trust in you, unquestionable and all encompassing. I...

It doesn’t matter that I waited so long, or that I wanted it so bad, what Michael does for me is not enough. Sure, I scream and I gasp, clinging to his back like I’d fall if I let go, but with every jerk of his body, I am taken back in time to James and his friends, to the individual manliness of them, to the way they used me like my body was the only thing that could make them feel good. I didn’t have that with Mike. He...

I Ubered to my auction carrying several outfits in a garment bag. I wore jeans and babydoll T-shirt in case someone wanted to fuck the girl next door.Nicolette ushered me into makeup as soon as I walked in. Within an hour she had me presentable. I wore a beautiful emerald green velvet corset with black lace accents and matching green pumps, black thigh high nylons, and panties with garter straps attached.“I don’t look lik...

I received clear instructions: Wear a jean skirt, a skimpy thong, lace blouse, no bra and high heels. I was nervous to say the least, I mean my tits aren’t easily disguised and with a lace top they’d be on full display… but I’d be lying if I said that the thought of being almost entirely exposed didn’t turn me on completely. I got ready with trembling fingers and waited impatiently for him to show up at my door. He was on...

There were words that were edged on her tongue,Pushing to come out for him to hear. ‘I love you,’ she couldn’t help but whisper, As she sat by him on her knees her cheek resting on his. He smiled down at her and stroked her head, Knowing what it meant, what he had gained. Satisfaction and pride filled his mind,As complete acceptance shone in her eyes. Her priced submission sat there at his feet, With a collar of belonging...

So, about a year ago, I had just gotten out of a relationship with a girl I'd been seeing for around six months. I was also living on my own in an apartment, I was twenty-one. I spent a lot of my time working. I really fucking cherished my weekends, where I was able to do what I wanted...which was usually nothing except drink a lot of alcohol, smoke a little weed and watch a lot of sports. Fantastic weekend.However, this...

Her mind was frantic from the events of the day; everything and everyone pulling her in so many directions, and yet she felt unable to please anyone. This is a typical occurrence for a woman who craves the satisfaction of making others happy: she so often neglects her own pleasure. But, not tonight... She runs a hot bath, filled with her favorite lavender bubbles, and lets some relaxing music play as she climbs in. As she...

We’re lying in bed together. I'm on the side closer to the wall and he's on the outside, the better side, to be honest. So we’re lying there together, my head on his chest, and I start to feel a bit playful. I very slowly start rubbing his lower stomach and his thighs, making my way to his cock. I can feel a change in his breath, and I slide my hands up a little and slip them into his pants. I don't even bother to turn ar...