The Initiation

“”Are you prepared to willingly submit to me – to be my slave and to place yourself totally under my control and to do exactly what I say, to do and permit me to use you for my pleasure?” I ask.

“Yes, Master, i do willingly submit to You and i fr

Cousins

Justin slept very lightly. He’d been woken by things quieter than pin droppings, so the phone ringing was no exception. Before he answered, he glanced at the clock. “Shit,” he muttered, realizing it was eight in the evening. He worked 3rd shift, so h

Manipulated

I had just finished a partnership meeting when Jeff came up to me. “Mike, you are a hypnotist, right?” He was towering over me as he said that. I am tall, but Jeff is gigantic. He is a six foot eight, former basketball player. He was also a terrific

Spit-Roasted

It’s a question I’m often asked when people find out, ‘How did it all start? When did you and your husband become swingers? How did it all begin?’ Of course being something of an exhibitionist I don’t mind telling them about the ‘First time.’ There w

Double-Decker

They say you never forget your first time and in my case that is certainly true, mind you it was a little different from the normal furtive coupling behind a bike shed or under jackets at a party, the memories of that experience will stay with me for

bill

my wife and her sister decided to go on a shopping trip to an outlet mall,
an all day affair. i didn’t want to go and my wife laughed, said that was
just fine because her brother-in-law didn’t either and we could keep each
other company while

Wet

It was day two of our fabulous weekend together. I lay in your arms feeling secure and content. I turn to you and kiss your forehead lightly. You stir and tighten your hold on me, pulling me closer. I’ve never felt better. I ask myself how can it p

First Date, Wet Date

Jim was 23 now, and he thought of himself as a typical horney male, with the possible exception of his fascination with women peeing. He had had this fascination for as long as he could remember. The trouble was, that while it wasn’t that hard to get

Wild Desert Ride

My name is Collette. I am a 28 year old house wife who is eight months pregnant with her first child. I am 5′-4″ with straight mousy brown that reaches just below my shoulders. I have hazel eyes and a milky complexion. I am married to Bob, who is an

Shaved

Claire carried the chips and dip on a tray into the family room where her two good friends Jill and Vera were watching a soap on the television. “Hurry up with that, I’m hungry,” said a famished Vera! “You don’t look hungry,” kidded Jill!

Laura The Adult Baby

Petra Olson was busy getting everything ready for Laura’s arrival. “Let’s see,” she said out loud, “diapers, bottle with formula, baby toys, baby powder, and baby oil.” “That ought to do it,” she continued, placing everything in the s

The She-Male Chronicles: Conclusion

“Did you cum?” Tracy asked.

“Not yet. I wanna stick my dick up your ass.”

“Wha…”

“And relax. I’ll be gentle. Just get on all fours.”

While Tracy unsteadily got herself to all fours, Miss K slid over on her knees to her nightstand an

The She-Male Chronicles Part 4

“I see you’re hungry for my pussy, Miss K.” vbcrlfvbcrlf”You got that right honey,” Miss K replied, licking over her ankle as punctuation. vbcrlfvbcrlf”Don’t you just wanna eat it uh-u-up,” Tracy leered, her voice getting ragged as she briefly rubbed

The She-Male Chronicles Part 3

“Well, you won’t have to wait much more. We’re almost at my apartment,” Miss K said, her gaze looking up the street to her building. She cupped and squeezed Tracy’s pussy through her jeans, rolling around her fingers and holding on until they made th

The She-Male Chronicles Part 2

When Miss K made it up to the club, she calmly pulled into the parking lot, then got out of her SUV, locking the door behind her. As she calmly walked around the side of the building to the entrance, she took notice the neon sign shining against the

The She-Male Chronicles Part 1

Miss K sat near her bedroom window in her pink silk robe, staring off into the late morning skyline in the distance while she held a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and ran the other through her waist length bleached blonde permed hair. The indirect

Golden Memories

Amber was sitting on the subway train going into the city. All seats were taken and some passengers were standing.

Amber saw a young business woman, about 30 years old, standing about eight feet away facing in Amber’s direction. What a stunning w

Al’s Captive Part II

I hung around with Al for the next couple of days, my parents nevervbcrlfeven noticed I was gone. They must’ve won a lottery or something, becausevbcrlfthey had money for some decent booze, not the nasty shit they usually got.vbcrlfKnowing them, it w

Al

He was watching her the day the strangers moved into the old McNeelyhouse. It was a large, rambling house: Mr. McNeely had spent a lifetime adding onto the old house until it looked like a strange hodgepodge ofstrangley connected rooms. Others in the