We sat in a booth in the corner of the bar and I tapped my fingers nervously on the dark wooden table. The lights were dim and the booth gave us a perfect view of the entire bar. Sandra sat across from me, she ordered another glass of wine, impatience in her voice as she looked around the room. We had been waiting for almost an hour and Sandra had polished off easily an entire bottle of wine in that time. I, however, was still nursing the same beer that I ordered when we had arrived. I stared at Sandra from across the table, her long cocoa hair pinned up into a messy bun on top of her head. She wore a tight, white and black leopard print strapless top, her perky breasts pushed up into milky mounds peaking over the fabric. She decided against panties tonight and her black skirt barely covered her ass as we walked into the bar, even now if I looked underneath the table I would be able to see her naked pussy. Her eyes were dark and smokey and her pouty lips were stained red.
Author: ScarletPantyPrincess
The Bull [FM][Cuck][Cream Pie][Humiliation][By and For Adults]
We sat in a booth in the corner of the bar and I tapped my fingers nervously on the dark wooden table. The lights were dim and the booth gave us a perfect view of the entire bar. Sandra sat across from me, she ordered another glass of wine, impatience in her voice as she looked around the room. We had been waiting for almost an hour and Sandra had polished off easily an entire bottle of wine in that time. I, however, was still nursing the same beer that I ordered when we had arrived. I stared at Sandra from across the table, her long cocoa hair pinned up into a messy bun on top of her head. She wore a tight, white and black leopard print strapless top, her perky breasts pushed up into milky mounds peaking over the fabric. She decided against panties tonight and her black skirt barely covered her ass as we walked into the bar, even now if I looked underneath the table I would be able to see her naked pussy. Her eyes were dark and smokey and her pouty lips were stained red.
Mother, May I – Chapter 6 [Fm][BDSM][Incest][By and For Adults]
Dear Diary,
Something happened. Something I never thought I would do, and something that I never in all my life thought I would love so fucking much.
Victor and I have been playing around a little bit with domination. Some BDSM and other intense kinks that we have been wanting to explore. It has been a few months and everything has been going so well! We have experimented with some bondage in bed, blindfolds, light whipping and pain, usually with him being the dominant and I being his submissive. Everything feels so good, we just kept increasing the intensity and going further and further. Victor mentioned a fantasy he once had when he was younger, where a girlfriend he had at school shared him with her friends. It intrigued me. I often like to show Victor off in public and in front of my friends. The young stud I get to fuck every night along with the taboo of peoples judging stares gets me so wet I can’t believe it. I wondered, what would it be like to share him? To use him as my property and let my girlfriends take turns with him knowing that he truly belongs to me, and always will.
Mother, May I – Chapter 6 [Fdom][BDSM][Incest][By and For Adults]
Dear Diary,
Something happened. Something I never thought I would do, and something that I never in all my life thought I would love so fucking much.
Victor and I have been playing around a little bit with domination. Some BDSM and other intense kinks that we have been wanting to explore. It has been a few months and everything has been going so well! We have experimented with some bondage in bed, blindfolds, light whipping and pain, usually with him being the dominant and I being his submissive. Everything feels so good, we just kept increasing the intensity and going further and further. Victor mentioned a fantasy he once had when he was younger, where a girlfriend he had at school shared him with her friends. It intrigued me. I often like to show Victor off in public and in front of my friends. The young stud I get to fuck every night along with the taboo of peoples judging stares gets me so wet I can’t believe it. I wondered, what would it be like to share him? To use him as my property and let my girlfriends take turns with him knowing that he truly belongs to me, and always will.
Shoe Slut – Chapter 4 [MF][Fsub][BDSM]
I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Shoe Slut – Chapter 4 [MF][BDSM]
I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Shoe Slut – Chapter 4 [BDSM]
I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Shoe Slut – Chapter 4 [F][STR][BDSM]
I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Kissing Cousins [MF][Incest][Taboo]
We knew it was wrong. We knew it the first time we kissed in the rec room at Thanksgiving. We knew it when we groped each other in the pool at the summer family reunion when nobody was looking. We knew it when we snuck off to the pool house and I gave him a blow job until he came in my mouth. We knew it the first time we had sex in my parents basement when his parents had come to visit.
If our parents ever found out, I had no idea what they would do.
It had been two years since we had seen each other and I was seeing David. I met him in my last year of high school and we had been dating about six months when we finally graduated. David had gone to college about an hour away and I missed him like crazy. It had been about three weeks since I had last seen him and we talked every day on the phone. I stayed at home and went to college close by to save money. It was a sacrifice but I knew it would be worth it in the end when David and I could be together and have a bright future.
Kissing Cousins [MF][Incest][Taboo]
We knew it was wrong. We knew it the first time we kissed in the rec room at Thanksgiving. We knew it when we groped each other in the pool at the summer family reunion when nobody was looking. We knew it when we snuck off to the pool house and I gave him a blow job until he came in my mouth. We knew it the first time we had sex in my parents basement when his parents had come to visit.
If our parents ever found out, I had no idea what they would do.
It had been two years since we had seen each other and I was seeing David. I met him in my last year of high school and we had been dating about six months when we finally graduated. David had gone to college about an hour away and I missed him like crazy. It had been about three weeks since I had last seen him and we talked every day on the phone. I stayed at home and went to college close by to save money. It was a sacrifice but I knew it would be worth it in the end when David and I could be together and have a bright future.