I lucked out; one of the moms in the neighborhood asked me to the babysitter gig tonight for her young son. I am so babysitter gighappy he’s the only one I haven’t fucked yet. That pre-teen is going to be my fuck toy tonight. It’s so hot knowing I am being paid to catch his
I’m very bad at recollecting dates and ages at which stuff happened to me, but I must have been around six years old when I had a penis in my mouth for the first time. Not my uncle’s, or my teacher’s, no abuse by an adult involved. Just a school chum my age. From as
“Anita” “What is it?” “Where have you kept my tie. I just can’t find it anywhere. “ “It’s inside the wardrobe. “ Amit always expected her to attend to him when he was getting ready for office. When they had got married ten years back she could do that. But now with their two kids
As he pulled his penis out of me, I prepared for the return of the ram. I held my breath and just then, I felt him re-enter and attack my inner back walls, attempting, it felt, to break them down. I felt the pain again, too, but this time it didn’t startle or hurt me
Salim stood for a moment and gazed at my body, appreciating my firm, round breasts, nearly perfect tummy and shapely legs. He reached forward and cupped my breasts, lowering his face to their softness. With expertise and gentleness, he removed my bra, allowing it to join the rest of the clothing on the floor. I
Slaves as Property Owning a slave is a serious responsibility. A slave is valuable property and should be treated as such. I would never permanently damage any of my slaves. It would be pointless to damage something you own and value. A damaged slave cannot work effectively for you. As my property she is an
It was seven years ago.. Seven long years on an oddly cold summer night. If you asked me to remember everything about that night, I’d be at a loss, but the one thing I will remember. It was the night I met her. I was walking on a bridge over looking the lake down below.
She was like a Venus Fly Trap. Complicated. Dangerous. She pulled me in. Her exterior was sheer beauty but her inner beauty? Deciphering that was like wading through molasses on a hot day. Wait, you must excuse me, I need to pour another scotch. You see, we told each other no love. That was the
He called me late last night. My lover rang telling me how much he missed me. He loves the “Girlfriend” Experience. I’m always anticipating his scenarios. Tonight’s fantasy phone sex includes us dressed in our evening wear. We had a great dinner followed by the theater. He guided me back to the room with his
I am waiting for Scott. I look down at my phone, 7:58, he still has two minutes. I don’t understand why I even care, why I would at all be worried about being stood up. Our first date wasn’t good, why do I want a second one. I’d probably be happier in this bar by
