You yearn for him to exert his complete dominance over you! You crave the sensation of surrendering yourself to him, becoming his cherished "good girl." Picture yourself on your knees, gasping for air, your eyes welling up with tears, your makeup smudged and disheveled. You are a beautiful mess, completely devoted to worshiping his magnificent, thick, and pulsating member. You revel in the pleasure of being the good girl...
Tracey and I have always had an open and honest relationship; we have now been married for over forty years. This story, though, goes back about ten years. Then I was a typical couch potato; I was a cop and worked hard, but once at home, I was lazy and watched lots of television and rented lots of films. When my work and health were affected by my weight, I decided to diet and get some exercise. I joined a fitness gym wit...
I just returned from a year at college and a year of study abroad. I’m Joey, twenty years old and had a nineteen-year-old French girlfriend, Yvonne. I hadn’t seen my family in almost two years. My folks have separated, and my eighteen-year-old sister Karen and I were to spend the summer with Mom. My girlfriend Yvonne would spend two weeks with me in a few weeks, and I was looking forward to her visit! As it turned out, ho...
Chapter One “Mrs. Miller?” Derek blurted out in stunned surprise. “Oh, Derek, how are you? It’s been too long. Amy is doing good but she never gives me updates on how you are doing! I’ve never liked how things ended between you two. You guys were such a cute couple!” This was how it was with the Miller family. Both Amy Miller, Derek’s ex-girlfriend, and her mother, Ashley Miller, were talkative ladies who believed the wor...
Land. It has been six months since me and my men went out on our long boat to go Viking, to trade and plunder with the Saxons in East Anglia. Six months since I have been home. Six months since I have seen my people. Six months have passed since I have seen her. The late autumn air blows through my long hair and beard, roughing up the already messy facade I am wearing. My tired eyes glaze over the orange oaks and birches...
I take you, my love, with hands that ache, Exploring your body, every curve, every quake. Your surrender, an offering so divine, In this dance of passion, your pleasure aligns with mine. I see your heart, a throbbing beat, Pounding with desire, an intimate heat. With every gasp that escapes your lips, I delve deeper, igniting the fires of our erotic eclipse. I take you, my dear, as you kneel in desire, Your body quivers,...
1. TEMPTATION In the hush of shadows and the softest sighs, I extend an invitation, where passion lies. Be my doll, my whispered plea, To explore the depths of your cravings with me. A delicate dance in the candlelight's gleam, I unravel your secrets like a long-held dream. Your reluctance trembles, a fragile veil, As I beckon you closer, let hesitation fail. I see the fire within you, the spark in your eyes, A longing fo...
In the dimness of surrender, I find myself adrift, Craving whispers that set shared life adrift. "Submission," they murmur, words that tingle the skin, I kneel before her, in her dominion I begin. The dance of her fingers traces lines of fiery delight, Submission's a fire, intense and bright. Each touch is a promise, each glance a spell, My will surrenders, in her command I dwell. "Submission," they whisper, within desire...
Within her gaze, a tempest brews, a storm of desires untold, In her presence, I stumble, my facade begins to fold. "The Fall," they call it, a plunge into unknown, A dance of power and submission, a journey of our own. Her allure wraps around me, a cloak of forbidden allure, Every glance, every whisper, ignites a fire pure. A symphony of tension, a magnetism draws me near, In her orbit, I lose myself, embracing what I fea...
Every gesture, every glance, a rupture within me, Seduced by her presence, in her dominion, I plea. Whispers that caress like a breeze on the skin, Every moment with her, a passion that burns within. Lights and shadows dance, an unending play, She's the guiding lighthouse, leading my way. A magnetism growing, an unbreakable bond, In her aura, my resistance fades, responds. Each word that falls from her lips, a deep enchan...
Within the secret recesses of my being, a breach unveiled, A magnetic pull beckoning, a glance that prevailed. Confidence exudes from her, a fire aglow, And within me stirs a game I've yet to know. Lights and shadows intertwine, a dance so divine, Her enchanting aura, a melody in every line. A novel desire awakens, untamed and wild, A passion uncharted, driving me beguiled. Her mystery envelopes me, an enigma untold, In h...
In the embrace of my ebony goddess so divine, I willingly surrender, every boundary I resign. Her touch ignites sensations, a symphony of bliss, As I offer myself willingly, sealed with a passionate kiss. Her power wraps around me, a silken caress, I yield to her dominance, my heart in her possession. Her commands, a melody, every note sublime, As I offer my devotion, willingly, through space and time. Her essence, intoxi...
I sense him before he speaks. I feel the bed dip under his weight, heat radiating off his body, warming my naked back. I sit crossed-legged on velvet sheets in the middle of a large, imposing metal-framed bed. His breath skims across my delicate shoulder and up my neck. Goosebumps break out over my body, and my nipples become hard as pebbles. My pussy begins to moisten and glisten; such is the effect of his proximity. “Yo...
There was a soft tone as the seat belt light flicked off on the plane. Meghan unbuckled hers as she stretched, looking over at the other travelers getting off in Chicago. They slowly began to queue up to leave the plane, giving Meghan room to stand and grab the only bag she was allowed to bring. She slung it over her shoulder and slowly walked off the plane herself. Meghan was dressed in black yoga pants and a tight athle...
Belinda climbed up the ladder on the dock and grabbed her shorts. As they walked towards the house, Ian grabbed her arse and said, If we hurry, we can stop on the way back from town, and I can fuck this gorgeous arse of yours." "Belinda looked back at me over her shoulder and winked at me." Continued from Chapter 1 Later that night, we had a family game of Monopoly. And as usual, Ian won and pranced around like the Pope's...
