A bloom never to be seen again

It was in the summer of 2007, on a swelteringly hot day, that Ann came to Grayson Global to see her father. She stood there alone in the lobby, her long brown hair neatly combed and adorned with a little white flower. Dressed in a simple white linen dress, the sixteen-year-old girl cut a delicate and lonely figure against the men dressed in black suits that surrounded her.

Donald gazed for a while at his youngest daughter. It had been sixteen years since he last saw her, and the parental love that had for a long time been absent from his life, all at once came flooding back. The normally assertive man was for a moment at a loss for what to do. After a long period of silence, he waved to someone behind him, ¨Charles, take Ann back to the house and get her settled in.〃

¨Yes, sir.〃

The young man took Annˇs luggage and spoke to her in a deep, mellow voice, ¨Hi, Iˇm Charles.〃

He reached out his hand. It was warm and felt strong.

Lifting her gaze, Ann shook the manˇs hand and nodded with a smile.

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[Blog]Lesbian Date at the Beach (FF)

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Michelle waited patiently for her date, Grace, to show up. She was nervous and standing on the boardwalk with her sundress laying against her. She had already sweated a bunch because of the heat and hoped Grace wouldn’t mind the sweat stains on her dress. As she waited she read a book on her phone so that she wouldn’t look bored.

She ignored the catcalls she usually got as her dress was tight and low because of the heat. It really showed off her curves and seemed to attract all the fools willing to call out to her. Michelle was startled out of her reverie as Grace tapped her shoulder.

Grace laughed at her surprise and threw her head back the way Michelle loved. Grace had chosen to put her box braids into a bun for this beach trip. Michelle felt a little self conscious of her small afro but her date had assured her in their last phone conversation that she loved the natural hair on her. They quickly walked onto the beach and found a spot for their towels.

Alexis Ren Moves Into The Neighborhood [mf][Cheating]

If you were to tell me a couple days ago, that a model and an internet celebrity that has been on the cover of one of the most famous magazine in the world is going to move into my neighborhood, I would have laughed at you and called you mad. But sometimes impossible things become possible. And that’s exactly what happened with me.

This story starts off with me leaving for work one morning. It was business as usual, getting into the car, opening the garage door and pulling out of the driveway to start another shitty day. I had just fought with my wife and wasn’t in the best of moods as I drove down our street. Now I don’t usually go checking people out while I am driving but this one girl caught my attention. She was out walking her dog in her skin tight fitness gear. Everything from a neon yellow sports bra to black yoga pants. The way her hips swayed as she walked and the bounce of those ass cheeks nearly made me crash into a car pulling out of a driveway.

Nudity in School [mf] [mfm] [public] [freeuse]

I walked into school on Thursday with a lot on my mind. We had partner dancing in Gym starting today, I had a math test, and I had to give a presentation in English all before lunch!

I walk into the bathroom and splash some water on my face, I hadn’t gotten much sleep due to the preparations I had to make for today. I looked up into my tired eyes, my blue eyes were accented by the bags underneath them.

I looked at my phone and saw I had 3 minutes to get to home room. I ran and got there, and sat down in the front row. The announcements started playing.

“Today is nudity day. Hand in your clothes to your home room teacher and you will be given them at the end of the day.”

To familiarize us with the human body, we would randomly have nudity days. Pretty much anything except for drugs or murder was allowed. They wanted us to be more sexual, and had us girls amped up on drugs to restrict our periods and prevent pregnancy.

The Pet [FM][Femdom][Slave][Fantasy][Elf][Fingering]

The darkness enveloped the room. I could see nothing and hear nothing for hours and I wondered if this was it. Just as I laid myself down in my cramped cage to rest, heart sunken and mind empty. I heard a noise that perked my ears and raised my hopes. The door thumped shut and the sound of soft footsteps echoed faintly through the house. The darkness lifted like a veil as light poured from the ceiling above me. I squinted and looked up at the wooden chandelier the hovered in the air above my cage. The rough wooden frame lined with hundreds of white candles rose to life, burning bright and spread an ethereal white light throughout the room.

I looked around, taking in the sights and sounds of my prison. Wooden furniture lined the walls covered in shiny silks and colourful bottles. Golden candlesticks and stone figures were placed evenly over table tops and feathered twine dream catchers studded with sparkling jewels hung along the walls. My eyes scanned the room until I noticed a figure standing in the shadows. I watched as she stepped forward into the light, staring down at me with those burning eyes.

Rush Part Three [M/F] [BDSM] [Exhibitionism/Voyeurism]

The open room was now packed as the clock almost struck midnight. Engaged murmurs, soft moans and pleasured groans were like music to your ears as the lucky participants sought that exhilarating euphoria they’ve been lusting after the entire night. Soft Moroccan instrumentals played in the background; somewhat quiet compared to all the commotion going on around us, but adding to the sophisticated perversion enclosed within the dark tufted leather walls.

Foregoing style for comfort, I ditched most of the outfit and instead wrapped myself in one of the softest white silk robes I’ll probably ever wear. The robes were given to all accepted member and were a highly coveted item amongst the majority of the club-goers. My fingers fiddled with the soft silk embroidered “R” just over my barely clothed breast; an uneasy sigh slipping from my mouth as we watched a short and lanky man chained tight to a wooden rack. Fiery red hair and black barbells through his dusty pink nipples, the choice of pleasure this evening was a wand of shocking purple fluorescent light held onto by a stocky male with a gravity defying neon green mohawk. My eyes traveled down to see a spiked silver cock ring that denied him the release he so desperately needed.

Dreaming of clamps

You had me laying on my back and hair tied to the bed. Without hesitation, You put the clover clamps on my pussy and the tweezer clamp on my clit making me yelp. You weren’t done with me yet. You tugged and placed my normal clamps on my nipples with the clothes pins then added to the tips. i screamed and squirmed in pain. Only then did You come up to put Your mouth by my ear. You firmly but quietly told me that the only way that You would remove the clamps is if i was silent and perfectly still. Then i would have to thank You and tell You how much i enjoyed the clamps in a very calm voice. To calm me down and quiet me at first, You fucked my throat. As i started to gasp, You pulled out and stroked my hair as You straddled my face. As i settled and worked to conquer the pain, You rubbed Your Cock as You studied the anguish in my eyes. You praised me and said i would get a reward. Then, You made me thank You for the clamps and for using me like a good whore. It was nearly impossible to find the words. i wanted to buck You off and rip off the clamps. Instead, i took a deep breath and thanked You like a good whore. You told me to close my mouth and keep it closed until You gave me permission to open it. As You stroked Your hard Cock, You came on my face and closed mouth. You said i couldn’t have Your cum until all the clamps were removed which meant i had to keep my mouth closed and not scream as You removed each. That just about killed me. When You had removed them, You came back to straddle my shoulders. You gave the command to open my mouth and enjoy Your cum. You watched intently and helped smear the cum on my face and into my mouth for the parts i couldn’t reach. Such a generous Dom. Thank You Master.

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Starved Slut [24m/21f] [bf/gf] [birthday sex]

Starved Slut

Out of college, one thing I did not ever have fun doing was working a fulltime job. While I have enjoyed my career as a writer, the stresses of it being a job are sometimes too much for me to deal with as I write with the spark of emotion and not by demand like I sometimes have to. Graduating college, I went completely against my degree field and became a blogger for an online newspaper company where I would write in weekly blogs concerning social affairs and consumer reports on products. I never had much fun working it but I wrote my best of blogs into the newspapers when it was a topic that sparked my interest or carried a level of salience in my personal life. I worked in a big city and while I hated how that everything was always high energy, upbeet, and crowded, it did allow me to meet a lot of people.

Power struggle [19m/26f] [wrestling] [casual]

Power Struggle

During the time I was weight lifting, I had quite the crazy number of experiences I can discuss about. Being a 19 year old teenager with a lot of testosterone, a ton on muscle to boast about, and having decent looks, I can say a lot about getting friends at the turn of the head and hookups at the first conversation. I was in college and even though there was a gym, they didn’t always have the equipment in tip top shape so I always worked out at LA Fitness outside of the campus. Even though it costed me extra money, it exposed me to a lot of people in the town or students at the college campus.

One of the many girls I hooked up with actually ended up becoming a girlfriend for a while I met at that gym. It was November and the year was getting into its freezing winter months. Temperatures were beginning to dip close into the 30’s and the weather was almost consistently cloudy at this point. Because most people didn’t like working out at night and that it was cold outside, almost nobody would ever show up to the gym past 8 at night so I began working out at that time.