Camdace part 3

As Candace lay there her hand stroking my now flaccid cock I felt a pang of guilt. That however was abated as she whispered in my ear “I liked doing that, Daddy, I’m just sorry[…]

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Needing you part 4

But for Vince… it was harder. He couldn't tell what path would lead to Vince's center or where his submission truly lay. The challenge focused him in ways he hadn't felt in a long time.[…]

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Photos

It started innocent enough. Dani sent me looks under her eyelashes, fluttering them at me, wondering if I even noticed her. I seem disinterested, almost bored with where I was. She'd glance around, pretending to[…]

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Colin's fault

Dean held my hand. “Come on Lex!” he whispered. “They don’t bite!” Dean’s friends had always scared me. They were all three years older, and no matter how hard I tried, they never seemed to[…]

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Mark the spot

Mark The Spot I was thinking as I walked through the side door of my house that this was probably the worst day of my life. Humiliated at work… no, undermined by a snivelling little[…]

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Backstage pass

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 I grew up in a medium-sized resort town on the English coast. Every summer, the local theatre would put on a show during the holiday season, with the lead roles taken[…]

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The photographer

"You do understand the nature of the photographs we'll be shooting," Carl asked, "I just want to get everything out in the open so that later on we don't have a problem!?!" "I understand," the[…]

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Sandra’s first pair

She accepted the gift with more than a drop of reluctance. She never saw herself as kinky and was not interested in the various fetish realms. And yet, the Hosiery given held a special mystery[…]

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