Walking into my room, I see you waiting for me. As commanded you are bent over my bed, naked, presented, and rubbing; the moisture visibly running down your thighs from the work of your busy fingers. I was a little later than I expected, and I wonder just how long you’ve been like this, exposed, vulnerable, and eager for my touch. I see your legs trembling and I have my answer—it’s definitely been a while. I can see that...

A is for always, how often you want to fuck B is for my balls, the ones you love to suck C is for your cookie, that needs so much to be filled D is for the deep, the way you need to be drilled E is for the ecstasy, you gave to me last night F is for that thing I did to both your orifices so tight G is for your G-spot, where my fingers make you squirt H is for your silky hair, that I pull until you hurt I is for your insid...

NOTE: This story is part 1 in an ongoing series of "he said, she said" installments I'm working on with SassyCheerGirl. We will be alternating chapters and will each be writing from the perspective of our characters. It's an experiment in interactive storytelling and may be more interesting for us than for you, the reader, but we're sharing the results anyways. We both hope you enjoy the ride!-----------------------------...

You wake softly with a yawn and a smile on your face. The dream was so vivid, so real, and so very, very sexy. You feel your nipples, hard and tight on your chest, rubbing against the texture of the sheets as you play back the details in your mind.My arm lies across you in the dark room, reminding you that you're not alone tonight. You feel my breath, soft, warm, and even against the back of your neck and you know I'm sti...

Wednesday Evening (your birthday) The day passes achingly slowly. You work retail and your sex-addled brain considers the masturbation potential of every item. You’re very creative and your need makes you fantasize about being spanked, penetrated, clamped, bound, and made to suck on a surprising array of objects. In the quieter moments, you try to imagine what’s in the gold box. You know it’ll be sexy, and can picture a l...

Wednesday Morning (your birthday) You wake late again, sleep fading slowly. This is the one perk to the later shifts you’ve been working: the leisurely morning wake-ups. You look at the clock and see the pattern of numbers “10:28” and smile, the 28 reminding you that today is your birthday. You stretch, then catch yourself, worried (and maybe hoping), needlessly, that you will be caught and tormented again. Looking around...

Tuesday Yesterday was hell. After the excruciating tease of the morning, he just disappeared. You felt every drop of your shower on your skin, felt the water flowing down your neck, between your ample breasts, tickling slightly as it ran down your tummy and then flowing over your smooth shaved mound to tease anew at your clit. Your skin was so sensitive, so alive. You didn’t know how you were going to survive another day,...

For Allie This story was written for Allie as a birthday gift. Happy Birthday, Trouble!Monday You wake up lying on your side snug, warm, and comfy nestled in the sheets but sstill tired from working the night before. Consciousness comes slowly and reluctantly this morning, the desire to just stay in this Never-Never Land of semi-consciousness hard to resist. You eventually find the strength to flutter your eyes open and y...

You hated to leave your old job.  You’d made some good friends and had worked there long enough to be sincerely sorry to leave it behind.  Things had changed, and it just wasn’t the same anymore.  A few shake-ups, some conflicts with new staff who just didn’t get it, and other issues made it feel like it wasn’t where you wanted to be anymore.  As things got worse, you were able to stay sane by chatting with your cyber boy...