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Filled Stockings, Part Five

StoryTeller — Thu, 13 May 2010 15:00:37 +0000

“I have some leather items here which I like to coat with pussy juice from time to time, Kerri. You don’t mind if I wipe them along your slit do you? You’re quite wet and your juices have a wonderful aroma.”

She shivered slightly at my words. “No, just touch me there anyway you like, as long as you touch me.”

I took the leather strap with the walnut handle and moved over to the spreadeagled slave. I wrapped the strap around her stocking leg and slid it upward, letting her leg feel its smooth coolness as it slid over [read more...]

Filled Stockings, Part Four

StoryTeller — Wed, 12 May 2010 15:22:06 +0000

While Kerri slept I gently untied her arms and slipped on the black leather wrist cuffs, hooking the d-rings on them to the steel cables which I had just finished running through the pulleys imbedded in the big wooden beam over our heads. The cables were attached at the other end to two electric winches in the attic which were controlled by a switch just under the heavy oak mantle over the fireplace.

Untying her ankles I also affixed leather cuffs to them, more for comfort and consistency than anything else, retying the rope from the rings in the floor [read more...]

Filled Stockings, Part Three

StoryTeller — Mon, 10 May 2010 14:41:24 +0000

I stared openly at Kerri’s beautiful stocking clad legs and at the black garter-belt that framed her sparsely haired pubic area. She was standing with her feet slightly apart, and the flickering fire backlit the opening between her legs, the soft light dancing through the fine soft blonde hair. I rubbed myself through the jeans.

“You’re very beautiful Kerri. More lovely naked than I had imagined you would be. Turn around slowly.”

Without speaking the beautiful blonde turned easily around, giving me ample time to take in the curve of her behind and the sweep of her upper thighs.

“I [read more...]

Filled Stockings, Part Two

StoryTeller — Sun, 09 May 2010 14:57:44 +0000

Kerri snuggled closely to me on the ride out to the farm, partially, I knew, in order to stay warm; but also because of the bond which was forming between us. She had never seen my home before, and as we drove down the old rutted-out driveway I was grateful that her first view of it would come while it was clad in the fairy-land adornments of the newly fallen snow.

The fire burned brightly in the over-sized old fireplace, giving the large remodeled great-room a welcoming warmth. As I helped Kerri remove her coat I saw her looking around [read more...]

Filled Stockings, Part One

StoryTeller — Fri, 07 May 2010 12:43:47 +0000

It wasn’t a short skirt. Had she been standing on the floor rather than on the fourth rung of the library ladder I probably wouldn’t have noticed her legs at all; certainly not as easily. She was reaching for a book high on the top shelf of the bookstore wall when I turned the corner, and her nylon covered calves were the first thing I saw.

I stood quietly and watched her retrieve the book and come down the ladder. While the skirt wasn’t short it was rather tight fitting, and as she moved the material hugged and caressed her [read more...]

A Letter To The Modern Woman

StoryTeller — Thu, 06 May 2010 18:21:52 +0000

slave….

you stand naked, gazing into mirrors, wondering about the shape you see. you choose what you will eat, anticipating its translation into curves on your body.

Do you not spend hours with your hair, your nails, your skin, your choice of clothing, bathing, perfuming, your beauty and your appeal to MEN, consuming you?

Their stares excite your sex, inflame your mind, ignite your imagination. In your bed when no one is watching you think of them and the hunger they will have for your body, how much they will want to take you and use you for their pleasure. [read more...]

The Farmer’s Step-daughter, Part Ten

StoryTeller — Wed, 05 May 2010 11:54:49 +0000

As Mink’s orgasm faded and her hips fell heavily back to the couch, Wendy raised her head and turned to speak to the handsome older man fucking her so hotly from behind.

“Fuck my ass, and finger me…make me come!”, she pleaded.

Jim reached for her head and taking her by the hair, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the mouth. Then, releasing her head and reaching around in front of her he pressed downward on the pushup bra with his hands, baring the teenage slut’s tits and taking her nipples between his fingers. He pinched them [read more...]

The Farmer’s Step-daughter, Part Nine

StoryTeller — Tue, 04 May 2010 17:51:11 +0000

“The pink one. And the white stockings. Wendy will like that on you”, Jim said, as they picked something for Mink to wear that evening.

Mink put them on, turning around in front of the full length mirror. She loved the way her body looked in the sexy lingerie that Jim bought so generously for her. She hoped Wendy would find the outfit exciting, she certainly did.

“Wear the bra too, it makes you look more innocent, Mink”, Jim said, thoughtfully.

Mink clasped the lacey bra, smiling at the way it pushed her breasts upward. She wasn’t sure the [read more...]

The Farmer’s Step-daughter, Part Eight

StoryTeller — Mon, 03 May 2010 17:32:23 +0000

“If you could have seen how strongly she came when I told her about you and Wendy you wouldn’t be so concerned, Vicky. Trust me, she’s more than ready.”

“Okay, I just want to be sure. I don’t need her running to Anne in a few days telling her that I forced her to do things with me. And you’re sure I should bring Wendy?”

“If Wendy can handle it theres no problem, believe me. Mink and I talked about it last night, and she’s been fantasizing about both of you for a long time. Personally I’d like for [read more...]

The Farmer’s Step-daughter, Part Seven

StoryTeller — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 12:47:05 +0000

Later on that same afternoon, his mind still full of the lusty sight of Mink drenched in horse cum, Jim had made Mink repeat the act, and had this time taken pictures of her doing it with his camera. Mink had responded hotly to being photographed, and suggested that after dinner Jim allow her to model some of the lingerie he had bought for her while he took more pictures of her.

Mink made a wonderful model, her ripe young body just as suited for it as the bodies of the young women in the magazines and catalogs. Jim posed [read more...]