This little series seems popular, judging by the response, so here goes with the continued saga of Tanya and her sexy mother. My mother had suggested that she could be more inventive still, after she had excited me beyond belief, when she whipped me. I had never thought of myself as being a submissive -- I think that's the term, isn't it? -- but the agony I...
After the second movie the party moved back to the sitting room, where it turned into more of a general free-for-all. Loud music was playing, there was naked dancing, and any remaining inhibitions were dropped. In one corner the Bitch was chained with her arms extended out to her sides, naked from the waist down, being whipped by Elena. The blows were not ve...
This story actually has two different versions, a gay version between two men and a lesbian version between two women. Since there are categories for each, I thought I would write a version for each. This is the lesbian version. Andrea gagged as Vicki pushed her pussy against her face. "Suck me if you want to breathe." Vicki said above her as she mashed her...
Rachel came home after a long day at school. She was getting bored with senior year and hoped it would quickly come to an end. Fortunately, it was finally a Friday, and she was having a movie night with her friend Toni. As Rachel trudged up the stairs to her room, she overheard her parents talking about their dinner plans for the night. Great, she thought, m...
Marci sat on the toilet, staring at the door, her feet bouncing up and down in anticipation. A small trickle of juice had begun to ooze from her pussy, making her panties stick to her increasingly warm crotch. She lifted up her skirt and rubbed the palm of her hand against the silk pink panties. Slowly and deliberately she brushed against it, building her ex...
I was always terrible at singing, I'll be honest. My girlfriend Ellie made a rule in our apartment: I can't sing. Ever. I've always wanted to try, but Ellie would never let me, so when she mentioned my singing talent, I thought she was going to insult it. Not this time. "Hey, I think I may have found someone who might be able to help you with your singing."...
So I listen to a lot of techno. It might be dorky, and it might give you a headache, but for me its like really good Sunday sex. Unexpected and fabulous. If it was the nineties, you'd call me a candy kid, but its not the nineties, so you'd just call me Skye. I'm here to tell you my story of how I fell in love with a mask. I got my invitation in the mail on...
My name is Moira O'Leary. I'm a big and tall, alabaster-skinned and short-haired, steely-eyed young Caucasian woman of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Algonquin College, and I'm probably the loneliest dyke in the city. At least I was until I met a chubby, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman named Tina Joseph....
She did it again and I loved it just because she does it so well. She slipped into my subconscious and tiptoed into my dreams. She's got her back to the doorway because she's looking out the window, there's one hell of a snowstorm and she can't quite pull herself away from watching the divinity that is nature. She's in a simple black satin robe and nothing...
When alone with Helen, I felt calm and protected, even though I was nude, bound tightly, body-harnessed and face-harnessed with a large nose ring to humiliate me even further. Helen told me she needed to check in with me about how I felt about the newcomers, how I felt about being a sex slave 24/7 for real, and answer any of my questions. She added that wi...