Jerome stood just inside the doorway at the shadowed end of the room. He should have just turned and gone down the stairs and out to the carriage to tell Thomas that Master John wasn’t ready to go yet. That’s all Thomas, Master John’s carriage driver, had told him to do. But the shock of what he’d found when he’d entered the house on Decatur Street and been waved to the second door down the hall on the second floor held him plastered to his shadowy vigil spot long
Kathy Smith’s mind was a million miles away as she rode the elevator to the level where she’d parked her brand-new silver Lexus.
She was going over in her mind the final details of the Solange deal, which was almost in the bag. If she nailed it down, and she was certain she would, it would mean a fat commission, plus another feather in her cap. All that was left was to meet the Solange Corporation’s CEO later that evening for dinner, drinks and who knows what else, and the
About 3 months after Jeri, I met Janine. Now Janine was a little submissive too. Years earlier when we were teenagers, I’d actually went home with her. She was on that time of the month but had given me a blowjob before we went to sleep and from memory it wasn’t that great, mainly because she probably hadn’t given one before. Anyway, I was still 26 and she was a couple of years my junior. She had apparently liked me for ages;
I found out later a few girls had liked me but
We’ve finally gotten a chance to spend some time together, after your schedule and mine conflicted for so long. It was worth the wait. Although I am dressed casually, I was very careful in choosing my attire for the day, and wore my “Ass Pants,” a pair of jeans that really makes my butt look outstanding – perky and round.
We’ve spent most of the day together, and have enjoyed each other’s company and conversation for the past hours, getting to know each other,
I remember my first time with a woman. I don’t know how many of you do but it’s crystal clear in my mind. I was a late bloomer to say the least. Well at least when it came to being a lesbian and coming to terms with my sexuality. I didn’t realize what I’d been feeling towards women was attraction until I was nearly twenty-two years old. After I came to the understanding, it took me another two years to accept it.
Shortly after my twenty-fourth birthday I decided I was
He was almost completely untouchable. Even in his tribe he was an anomaly, the rest of the friendly people tactile by normal standards, but to him they kept a respected distance, granting him the space the shaman deserved by some silent demand to keep all hands off of his smooth dark skin.
I had been in the jungle for months now, watching him out of the corner of my eyes, even as I recorded everything I could about the isolated cluster of people that seemed to be caught in a far more ancient,
As is often the case, one small thing set about a chain of events. One of my friends made an offhanded remark about taking it up the ass. I thought she was joking at first, but when I followed up with questions, she told me that she lets her husband do it to her occasionally, and they both really like it. The whole idea of having something shoved into my butt seemed less than enjoyable. It was a one way path in my mind. Every time my husband, Jason, had raised the subject of playing with that
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There was luggage in the entryway when Daniel opened the door to his apartment. From the burgundy color alone he was pretty sure it was his mother’s, the monogram on the side, GHM, confirmed his suspicions. He took a moment to look it over, too many bags for just a visit.
Hanging his coat he made his way to the kitchen where his mother was standing in front of the stove stirring something that smelled
“I bet you can’t get him to bar up while he’s exercising,” Emma said to her friend Mandy.
“Oh yeah? I reckon that I could,” Mandy replied. She and Emma had been watching the new guy in the gym. He was well toned, tall, had dark hair and eething grey eyes that they’d both admitted seemed to pierce their souls at the merest glance.
“I dare you to,” Emma replied. They’d been watching him for half an hour now and she was starting to get
Sometimes me and Mike just love to go out, pick up a slut or a stud, or a couple of them, and have ourselves nasty threesomes or foursomes. Lately we’ve really been getting off on picking up guys, especially since about a year ago I got my husband to start messing around with bi guys, even a few gay guys, bringing out Mike’s ‘bi’ side, which I soon discovered was a big part of him.
Man, once he discovered cock, he couldn’t stop! Of course I worked him up to that by