I woke up on a fairly cold Autumn day and it was just a normal day ahead of me; go to college, come home and do coursework. This had become normal for me and it was slowly draining my soul, but it had to be done. I got out of bed with not much expectations of the day ahead. I threw on some clothes, which included a plain shirt and some jeans; my normal wear. I continued downstairs to make some toast to fill up my stomach...

I cannot see or hear. I'm relying on my Daddy to lead me where he wants me. I can feel the tiled floor beneath me as he pulls me, my nipples sore from the chain. He stops and positions me, pushing on my shoulders to get me on my knees. I feel him bind them, keeping me down. My hands bound behind me so I must stay there, I have no choice, nor would I want any with Daddy around. He rocks me forward and supports me before I...

It was Christmas time, the time of year that the whole family gathers and you give and receive presents to the ones you love. Although this year I gave and received in a different way, which I never saw coming at the beginning of the day. The usual plan for Christmas is that the family would meet at my house and spend time together and this year was no different. The family soon gathered at my house for the family festivi...

It all started one Friday evening. Me and my wife Emma had decided that we would get dressed up and go to a few bars and perhaps a club. This is something we had never done as a couple before. We are both in our late twenties and have only been married for a few years. We still get along great. We put some music on, cracked open a bottle of wine and started to get ready. Emma is beautiful. She is around five foot nine. Sh...

Virgin on the mile high club! I cleared passport control and went through the slow process of having my hand luggage checked before walking into the hustle and bustle of the Heathrow airport departure lounge. I stood there for a second, looking around at the multitude of shops and rest aurant' s through the swarm of busy people as they passed the time while waiting for there flights to be called. Not one for shopping, and...

Rachel and I had been best friends since high school and we were in college in our final year. To celebrate our final semester in college we had a private party in her dorm room.We had the music up loud and jumped around with drinks in our hands. I had had three vodka shots already and I was starting to feel tipsy. I grabbed hold of Rachel when we sat down on the sofa and I said a bit tipsy, "I love you Rachel. You're my...

The Stalker – Part 3        I don’t think I’ve spent many happier mornings at work. I slump unseen behind the ‘privacy screen’ at my workstation and although my computer screen flickers before me, all my eyes can see is his pulsing, trapped cock standing exposed in the morning light. Sliding down in my seat, I replay my morning’s adventure; the weight of his cock on my tongue, the touch of his pubic hair against my skin,...

I sat on the train with my girl friend's head nestling against my chest. It was mid-summer and the air conditioning was faulty, so most people were subdued and lazy in the heat. Lots of exposed flesh and sweaty bodies were lounging about; some of the bodies were very easy to look at. I was in a pair of green knee length combats and a tight white vest top showing my toned arms and chest. Kay wore a little blue summer dress...

Kimberly and Jennifer had been the best of friends ever since high school. They did everything together, shopping, skating, clubbing, and even told each other how much they loved each other.They were both very attractive young women. Kimberly was tall and blonde with a big rack of knockers and blue eyes; Jennifer was petite, dark haired, dimple in her left cheek with olive skin. One night they went to one of the busiest c...

This is my first attempt at some writing. Please feel free to comment, good or badIt starts like thisWe meet in a cafe for lunch on a sunny day, not too hot and not too cold. You're wearing jeans that hug your butt and a top that shows off your wonderful cleavage. Not too much exposed but plenty for the imagination. I'm dressed in jeans and a short sleeve shirt.It's a slow day at the cafe and we're the only couple there a...

I was looking across at her. I knew she was giving me that look. Me and my parents and younger sister were in Spain to celebrate my eighteenth. We’d been invited out tonight by the couple just down the corridor in our block of apartment. Etta and Simon Brody were there names. Etta was dressed in a smart lime green dress which clung to her figure. She must have been in her late thirties but it didn’t show. “Anyway, me and...

The Method Of DesireChapter 1I started getting wet as soon as he walked in. I was shocked at my own reaction. I had been at my desk for a few minutes when he came in, I heard the door open and I looked up. There he was. He spoke to a few people as he passed them, and I caught his eye and smiled at him."Morning Liz." His greeting was pleasant, a wave and a smile. Normally it would have not moved me at all, but this morning...

There she was, Ashley Connors. My god was she hot; dark hazel hair, not too fat yet not too skinny, great ass, near perfect breasts, but what got me most was that smile. I remember moving to my new house, I saw a young girl my age sitting there. She was smiling the most innocent smile I have ever seen. From the moment I saw her I knew I wanted her more than anything on this planet. My phone vibrated wildly on the kitchen...

I lay sleeping in bed, dreaming. Dreaming of the girl that hated my guts - Natalie Harvey, who thought she was god's gift to men. I could see her in my dream vividly - long, glossy, black hair, perfectly round bosoms, slender figure with a silver dress on. She was winking at me and showing her leg. I felt myself begin to breathe heavily as I saw in my dream Natalie was touching herself and then lifting her fingers to her...

The room was already bursting with people experiencing the promise of a night to remember. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing and the guests were dancing. But the night was still young. The group of girls had only just left the house, running “fashionably late”, and piled into the taxi. All in different colored dresses, with the exception of Sophie, who remained in her signature colour of black. Not going out for...