EDITOR'S NOTE: Story contains nonconsentual sex. * The first excerpt I played was a total mess, my bow was shaking so much I couldn't even draw it across the cello. The second excerpt in the audition was even worst, as well as having bow shakes my right hand seized up and I came in late after every pause. By the end of the third excerpt Ron called out for...
I was becoming quite a regular visitor to Brighton. Well it was only a few hours travel by train and there were always cheap fares on offer, more so during the Winter, but also during the Summer. I had finished a tough month at work. The office politics were becoming tiresome and the workload excessive. I needed a break and booked a couple of days holiday mi...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
I got to the triathlon just in time to see Tim transition from the bike to the run. I yelled to him, cheering him on. He didn't seem happy to see me. He did look sexy in his tight tri suit which showed off the bulge of his big cock. I thought that it would be awesome to suck it now, all sweaty and hot, and as he ran off I admired his tight, fit ass. I wait...
It had been a long day out in town, and I was glad to get settled on the late train. The station had been quiet at that time of night and I was looking forward to a couple of hours sleep. I had been shopping and had had a good time with some old mates from college. It always fun having a couple of beers and a laugh, but the trip home was a real nuisance. Tow...
Chapter Three, Hand crafted to please all pallets. As we grew more accustomed to each other in bed and out of it, I felt my whole being was controlled by Richard. The sheets needed changing every day now and I don't think there was ever a night went by when Richard didn't fuck me to the brim. His favourite was to take me when I was asleep, I'd awaken with...
The experiences in the gay section of the sex shop's viewing areas left me suspended in aroused possibilities. Entering the hetero section was the start of exploring it in detail, my just sucked cock feeling lazily content pressed against the leg of my jeans while walking around. By this point, much of my hesitation and glancing had disappeared, and I paid m...
Writing provides a structure that is simply lost when sunk deep in a darkroom's seductive pleasures. Especially getting rimmed by a man, the sort of sex I have always associated with bathhouses since my later teenage years. Today provided another endless period demonstrating that those fantasies were just a shadow of the reality of enjoying a man's talented...
My husband Winston and I were married when I was twenty two and he was thirty. I told him of my submissive fantasies and he role-played with me some at the beginning of our marriage but for the most part he showed little interest in D&S or Domination. We had a good marriage but we often fought as we both tried to dominate the other when it came to who would...
His rimming tongue had brought me to the point of deciding to do a hit of rush, for only the second time today. Several men in the darkroom had already sucked and played with me as I played with them, caressing nipples or stroking horny dicks, or fingering soft asses. After almost cumming a couple of times, it seemed a good point to return to the temptations...