No artificial coyness, no silly giggling. She simply knows what she wants: your cock inside her.
And she'll make sure it ends up there!
Sunday, 26 March 2017
In Praise of Older Women
No artificial coyness, no silly giggling. She simply knows what she wants: your cock inside her.
And she'll make sure it ends up there!
Saturday, 25 March 2017
A Wild Pony Ride
Trying to escape, she wrestled frantically with her
cuffs, her dripping wet pussy sliding faster and faster up and down the dildo,
her swollen clit banging against the sharp hard ridge of the wooden bar and
finally she kicked and screamed while her body convulsively jerked at her bonds
as she was overwhelmed by the most intense orgasm she had ever had!
Excerpt from "Mistress Miko - a FemDom Tale"
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Carl to Carla - a transformation
Excerpt from " Carl to Carla"
“Say no and disappear” warns the
voice of caution but by now she’s too far past the point of no return and she stays
where she is. Mesmerized by the voices, she runs her hands over her body, from
her breasts down and she throws her head back as she reaches her crotch. Her
right hand strokes her rigid cock and many more voices join the chorus and she
slowly starts to jerk off.
She seems to float in a universe of
her own. Spurred on by the chorus of voices, she sways in her high heels and
moves her hips to the rhythm of her wanking hand. Her other hand pulls her
breasts from the skimpy bra and as she holds them up, she pouts her lips at the
webcam like a cheap whore.
Wednesday, 8 March 2017
Carl to Carla - The Story of a transformation
The nylon slowly encases his legs and
his erection grows and grows, stimulated by the strangely exciting feeling of the
thin nylon fabric on his bare skin. And when he slips into the pumps and buckles
up the ankle straps, his cock becomes even harder.
He gets up from the edge of the bed
and his first, wobbling steps in the six inch heels take him to a little mirror
on the dresser where he puts on the ash-blonde wig. It changes his face
completely and he suddenly cannot resist the urge to see himself completely
dressed in lingerie.
His steps click loudly on the shiny,
parquetted floor of the hall as he walks to the master bedroom, as fast as he
dares in the unfamiliar high heels. There is a fur coat on the clothes stand
near the front door and he pauses a moment to put it on. The light-tan and grey
coat comes down to just above his stockinged knees and the feel of the fur on
the nylon excites him even more. He wraps the fur tightly around him and
strides into the master bedroom.
The vision in the double floor to
ceiling mirror makes his heart leap. A fur clad female with short, ash-blonde
hair and in sheer black stockings and shiny black stiletto heels is smiling
back at him. He moves his hips this way and that and the vision becomes even
more erotically alluring. He slowly, deliberately, opens the fur coat wide and
at the sight of his corseted, gartered and stockinged body, his rock-hard erection
stands out like a flagpole.
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