Sometimes I get the urge to drive. I have a small SUV and I like it. I bought it for practical reasons but I have discovered that I like the way it drives. This story is about a favorite weekend drive I took this year.
I woke up Saturday morning with the urge to drive. Gas had gone all the way down from $3.12 to $2.65 and I had filled up on Friday evening.
I loaded an ice chest with snacks and sodas and took off. It was cloudy along the coast as I headed toward Santa Barbara. I cut inland in
She was sitting on the bed taking slow deep breaths. They had met online and now it was time to rendezvous with her online lover. Actually they were much more than just online lovers. They were friends, writing partners, and in a Dominate/submissive relationship. She had met him while she was off school in the summer and had liked his charismatic personality, passion, and creativity.
His tender heart and wicked imagination sparked a desire in her that she had not expected and since her last
I’m at a gallery opening, a warm evening, an elegant crowd. I have only a slight acquaintance with the artist, but I promised her I’d be here. I don’t see her anywhere, and I don’t know any of the people milling around the large abstract paintings. But the wine is decent, and I had nothing better to do, so I’m not unhappy.
I’m wearing a chic little dress, my makeup is fine, and I think I look good. Or at least interesting. People always tell me I look
Do I have issues with my wife? No. Do I love my wife? Of course I do. We have been married for awhile and together way longer than that. So as always happens we had become accustomed to a certain way of living. Not that it was bad, but it was predictable. Work all week, me wanting sex during the week and the wife just too tired. Scheduled love time on the weekend.
We have had an interesting sex life. We did plenty of experimenting together being that we met in high school. This allowed us to
She started out with such…potential. But then. so did most like her. When he found her, she was a pleasant, successful and popular young woman, just out of college and at the start of a promising career. Candace had always been slightly above average in the looks department and far above average intellectually. She was vivacious and bubbly, with a quirky and endearing kind of personality. Candace came from a good middle class family that had always been warm and supportive of her.
So how
I really hope you enjoy this! I might come back to it later but here is the first part of your story… I would like your permission to add it to the website I publish and put it up on here though it is written for you and if you wish to keep it private that is allowed.
He has let it be known round the campus that there was an un-official, cash in hand modelling job that was going to a single female if they wanted it. A friend of Nick’s had started a lingerie company and needed
I really hope you enjoy this! I might come back to it later but here is the first part of your story… I would like your permission to add it to the website I publish and put it up on here though it is written for you and if you wish to keep it private that is allowed.
He has let it be known round the campus that there was an un-official, cash in hand modelling job that was going to a single female if they wanted it. A friend of Nick’s had started a lingerie company and needed
I finally managed to beat you home from work; usually you are home before I am because you go to work at a different time. I have been trying for weeks to beat you home from work because you told me that you would let me have you as my toy for part of a night if I could manage to make it home before you without skipping out of my own work.
I have spent enough time being a sub that I know it is what I want and what I love. While I have been nervous about being in the lead for the night, I know
Warning! This story includes very heavy BDSM, rough sex, anal fucking and other nasty stuff. As usual there is also a romance but it is secondary to the stroke. Another caveat: I don’t write with a dictionary or a thesaurus at my side. I use words which are familiar to me—words I use in daily conversation. I am not writing stories for children. If you are the persistent anonymous poster who wishes I would use smaller words so that you can understand them, just give me a zero and
Malek pushed open the great oak doors to the main hall, as if they were made of paper, despite them being over twenty feet high and over five inches thick. Sofia glanced in the direction of the noise and saw him standing at the door. The blue moon cast a shadow of his silhouette, as the reverberations of the boom were sent to
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