Finally a Warm Spring Day Pt. 02

Walking up Field's Avenue, casually and colourfully attired, Trevor could feel the light touch of cotton rub sorely over the sunburned flesh of his chest and legs. His bare forearms glowed crimson on top and bottom, but remained white, inside and out. It was five-o'clock and the street was filled with girls in ones, twos and threes walking up or down, on the way to the bars where they worked. Outside each bar there were now groups of girls greeting passers-by and inviting them inside. As they entered Kokomo's, all the seating overlooking the street appeared to be taken, but a group got up to leave and Jake, Evan and Trevor, quickly slipped onto the vacated stools. A diminutive waitress in T-shirt and shorts took their order. Jake and Evan enthused over the Thai curry; Trevor took their advice. Soon, he was gulping down chilled beer to cool his burning mouth. Jake and Evan knowledgeably appraised the passing girls, who in turn cast sly glimpses at the array of potential cl

So I was hanging out with my buddies at Paxton's on a Thursday night. We went to Paxton's every Thursday night because it was 25 cent beer night. I was there with the regular Thursday night group, Dan, Mike, Justin and "The Boz". I barely knew the guy's real name. Everyone called him that. He wasn't in our normal group and we only usually saw him on 25 cent beer night. I'm Corey and I'm pretty much average in every way. The only regular that wasn't there was Curtis. Curtis had a date with a new girl. It was slightly annoying that the girl's birthday was on Thursday, but we were happy he finally found someone new. Curtis had a long-term girlfriend, Kaitlin, that he had actually bought an engagement ring for. Then, he found out she was screwing an 18 year old guy that was in high school! We were all 24ish, so that was kind of weird. She wasn't an amazing looking girl but not ugly. About 5'3", tan, not alot for tits, maybe a B cup a

The fox crept through the night-time undergrowth of the forest towards the curious noise that had been permeating the air for the last several minutes. It didn't sound threatening, and there was an unusual, attractive smell on the late spring breeze. It found the source of the noise, and froze. It didn't recognise the creature, but it was large, and had rather a lot of limbs. It was also prone, and mostly un-moving. It came to the conclusion that it was a very sick cow or somesuch, dying. Cows were more trouble than they were worth when they were alive. Meat was meat; it could wait. The Human man and the Dwarven woman underneath him did not notice the fox - they were too busy fucking. The Dwarf woman's moans with each of the man's thrusts were getting more urgent. "Keep going. Keep going, but don't come," she told him. "Tricky," the man replied. "I'm close," she panted, "I need to finish, but you need to come in my arse."

Jack and Susan were high school friends in a small town, who decided to go to university in the same city and left for their future. Jack was a careless individual who hardly cared about anything, whereas Susan was a smart student, who had a job as a manager in a fast food chain. It was their first day in the city and they were hanging out at Susan's place. They got drunk and started watching porn as they were curious about their sexuality. They started watching different femdom videos like CFNM, footlicking, chastity, etc. As they were watching, Susan noticed the bulge in his pants. She started laughing and says, "Somebody is a little excited, I hope no accidents happen." Jack turns red with shame as he tries to hide his boner. Susan stops and plays a video that seemed interesting, it was a video where a woman was sitting on a chair while the man was on all fours licking the bottom of her shoes clean. The scene was of that the man and woman were partners, with the w

"Be ready by 7pm, I'll pick you up at 7:30 sharp. Wear the black dress with your lacy underwear, and I'm going to choose which toy I'll be taking out with us. I'm going to let you pick out a selection of three discreet toys that I'll choose from, because you've been a good girl lately." I end the call. You shower and get ready, laying out three toys onto the bed as instructed, as the front door is silently opened. The masked figure slowly steps inside, moving quietly and undetected through the rooms towards you in your bedroom. As you slip into your dress his hand closes around your face and mouth, his breath hot to your ear and neck as he growls "not a sound" His other hand camps around your waist before lifting you off the floor and throwing you onto the bed roughly. Moving quickly he places his knee onto your back, pinning you in place and pulling silk ties from his pocket, tying your hands apart to the headboard. Hands run down your arm

College was the best time of my life. I spent most of my time in a bikini, and the warm weather was perfect. My parents had dropped me off after the long, 3-day drive, and from that point on, I had felt the kind of freedom that I had only dreamed of having before. I had been a good girl back in high school, saving my virginity for the right guy. Things hadn't worked out the way that I had planned. My prom date raped me in the back of his mom's borrowed minivan, and I had never been the same. I wasn't sure if I should like sex after what had happened to me. I never told anyone what happened to me, not even the first guy I met in college. His name was Adam, and he was short and stocky with a sideways grin that never failed to make me smile. We got close quickly, and though he wondered why I bristled when he touched me, I never could get the words out to tell him that I had been violated. It made me feel dirty and undesirable. I didn't want Adam to think that I was a vi

I was trembling in fear and trepidation as I stepped into Aarti's house along with Aarti. The house was just next door to that of Shobha. Nobody else was home at that time. Aarti took off her clothes as soon as she closed the doors and threw them to me. She said, "Now my maid, you are going to wash these clothes of mine." I stammered as I said, "But Aartiji I had never done it before." Aarti smiled and after coming closer put her arms around me. She whispered in my ear, "I know. But there is always a first time maid. Give it a try. The detergent is over there." I knew it was futile to argue and hence decided to try the same. I had accepted myself as a plaything for Shobha and Aarti long before, and being a maid for them was also a part of it. I took water in a bucket from the handpump and took a handful of detergent. Aarti immediately stopped me. She said, "Hey maid take care of the quantity. This much detergent will clean off all my clothes!&qu

Kimmie had just turned 18. Her conservative, southern parents would have been surprised to know that she had become sexually active about a year earlier and had lost her virginity to her only serious (and current) boyfriend six months ago. Her parents would have been floored to know that Kimmie also had a very active sexual imagination. That curiosity had her browsing the internet to see if she could arrange to have some risqué photos taken to give to her boyfriend for his upcoming 20th birthday. So far, she had learned that what she was interested in was called a "boudoir" photo shoot. She needed the photographer not to be local, though, because everybody knew everybody in the small town where she lived. The nicest studio she found was near Atlanta, almost an hour's drive away. When Kimmie called, she learned that the studio closed at 5:30 during the week and all Saturday appointments were filled until after her boyfriend's birthday. Kimmie had cheerleading practic