The soft creaking of leather and almost musical clinking of chains filled his ears, but behind that was another nearly constant sound. Quiet, almost barely voiced moaning and whispered pleadings, punctuated with gasps of pleasure or pain. It was all dark for Andrew, the supple leather covering his eyes effectively cutting out even the smallest glimpses of light, but he knew full well where he was.
He found himself pacing back and forth from the picture window to the door and back, several times, since he'd hung up from that phone call that informed him his gift for services rendered was on its way; and that it was coming by limo from the airport. He lived about an hour inland from the International Airport that was on the outskirts of the city he lived in.
My name is Dave Stone and I was in my second year of college and it was getting close to the summer semester. This year I was could either just take the summer off and take a summer job, or sign up for a management internship with one of the companies listed at the college and get credit and a grade for a class.
Rachel stretched lazily on the lounge chair and shifted so the sun could kiss other areas of her body previously shadowed. It was a perfect day in May and after a whole week of work, she felt she needed a day just to unwind and enjoy herself. She finished reading a trashy romance novel, her dark sunglasses giving relief from the bright glare of the sun. She normally didn't read these kinds of novels, but she just wanted to let her brain relax and enjoy the sensuality of the hero and damsel in distress.
Jenna Merriweather couldn't understand why she was so nervous as she opened the gate to let herself into the neighbors yard. Old Mrs. Jourdan had been a recluse and when she left her house to relatives, they had left the eight-foot cedar fence up around the property. Jenna had never really seen the Jourdan house and she was surprised to see a fresh coat of dark green paint that matched the curtains covering every window.
Another long day at work is at an end. It has been a week of non stop demands at work and I am ready for some relaxation. Tossing my clothes as I head for the bathroom, leaving a trail of laundry to be picked up later, I stop to stare at my reflection in the mirror. Unable to resist, I pinch my nipples to hard peaks, moaning softly in the quiet of the house. Bending to put the plug in the tub, then start a nice hot bath, spilling some bubble bath in, inhaling the scent of wild strawberries.
"O Aphrodite, Intoxicating Goddess of Love. Please accept the sacrifice of my body to Your pleasure, to Your whims and fancy. I humbly surrender myself to Your use. Do with this most unworthy vessel what Your Magnificence desires. I patiently await Your coming." The pale, smooth-skinned blonde youth flung his loincloth aside and bent his head in submission.
She strides purposefully down the hall. She has little time to work with today. She doesn't have time to play games. She needs him to fuck her hard. She needs him to make her cum.
She knocks on his door, waits a beat, and he is there. Without a word he pulls her into the room, presses her against the wall and covers her mouth with his. His cock is already hard against her thigh.
"David and Curtis" - Emily G.
If it weren't for their coloring, David and Curtis could be twins. David is 6'3, very dark hair and eyes. Curtis is 6'4, light brown and hazel. Both have light skin, strong hands, and runner's builds. I met them both on Craigslist, about a year apart.
My name is Victoria, and I am proud to obey my man. He knows better than I the things I will enjoy- and the things that I need and want. He came into my life at the point where I most needed him, and for this he will always have my unending love and servitude.
I certainly did not always have an interest in venturing within this area of the sexual arena...