This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed and sought after! Last part. ***** Cynthia took her nephew out again the next day under the pretense of it...
*English is not my native language* It is a real story, not a fiction. I am a 26 yo guy. I rent an apartment with an other guy who is 27 yo. The interesting thing is that he is gay. I never thought about myself as a bisexual before, but sometimes even the male body and genitals can make me horny. I love wrestling and soft bondage porn, and my roommate caug...
Please read Part 1, My wife's perspective first. Johnnie's perspective If you read my wife's version about how much I enjoyed wearing her panties please let me explain myself. Not only did Cin help me realize and accept my fetish but she freed my inner submissive and bisexuality. I'm not here to refute nor challenge Cin's interpretation of anything. It's...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** *NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED FOR STORY PURPOSES* Some of this story is real life and some is a fantasy I have had for the last 8 years of my brother in law! I hope you enjoy as much as I have writing it! Lucy (aged 28) and I (aged 28) were friends for 7 years before we became a coup...
After leaving high school I did some triathlons and the leg that scared me the most was swimming. I was an OK swimmer but not great and not confident at the kind of distances required in the longer triathlons. So I spent a fair bit of time swim training at the local aquatic center. The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool...
At eighteen I fell in love head over heels to the hottest babe I ever met. She was ten years older than me and well, the sex was amazing. She took advantage of the fact that I was always horny, had stamina and could just as easily get hard again to go as many rounds as she wanted. But I guess I was just a passing phase with her, I was merely her boy toy....
The text comes, and I'm out the door. He has this power over me, this control that I cannot shake. My heart and cock throb in unison. My mind is focused on just getting to him. A simple text sends me out the door. This is how it is with us, how our relationship. He texts, I head over and he cums. I lie to myself after each encounter. I tell myself every tim...
(continued from Sniffing Mike's Briefs) Mike and I are roommates, sharing this inexpensive two-bedroom house in this college town. He goes to school and I go to work. We cut the expenses down the middle and manage not to get in each other's way. We don't share much except the rent. Mike doesn't have a clue that I secretly enjoy sniffing his dirty laundry,...
I pulled a pair of low-rise shorts and a sports shirt out of the closet, put them on, leaving the sports shirt open and not tucked into the shorts, and padded down to the hotel reception desk to start the process of reporting I'd been ripped off, was temporarily destitute, and needed help to start the process of canceling cards and replenishing my funds. I w...
"Oui, Oui! Baise-moi! Baise-moi!—Yes, yes, fuck me! Comme ça! Plus profound!—Like that. Deeper." I lay on the plastic sheeting on the hotel room bed, my hands gripping the brass rungs of the headboard overhead, my eyes wide, focused on the suddenly cruel smile on the face of the French businessman sitting next to me on the bed. The ceiling fan in the hot Ni...