Archive | 03.02.2010

  •  Please Sir
    I am biting on your neck as you stand before me, your hands against the wall. Your ass rubbing and swaying against my hips as you squirm. My hands trace down the edge of your ribs gently. Your breath catches as I let my hands wander in the curves of your hips. I move my hands, one going up and roughly tweaking your nipple, the other gently moving down to your pussy. Again you gasp as my fingers dance around your clit and your hips turn to gain me better access. I slide my hand down from your nipple ... more

  •  Provisional Trust Rewarded
    How did I end up like this? Blindfolded, hands tied behind my back, lying on a bed, in a house I had never seen before tonight? Why am I enjoying this so much? Damn the internet. How could you really trust someone that much? Enough to allow them to blindfold you, strip you, tie your arms behind your back? And on the first real date? We met so long ago that I can't even remember. Some online dating service or chat, it had quickly developed into a longstanding email correspondence and instant messaging ... more