While masturbating and fantasizing about female domination and tease and denial I found myself conjuring up situations that would call for the most extensive and merciless orgasm control imaginable. It was surprisingly difficult to come up with scenarios that were both sustainable and, if not believable -- and let's face it, what scenario in which a woman pl...
Sunday morning after our evening of my wife dancing, flirting, kissing and being groped by a horny good looking younger man, and I woke really early, with a huge hard on, and nothing on my mind other than what my wife got up to the previous night, and what she might be going to do next Saturday. Time dragged slowly as my mind turned the events over and over....
"Only one I can't get a hold of is Sara, but it's late so she's probably with what's his name, her boyfriend." "We should go there." "I'm sure she's fine Doll, why would she go after Sara." "Just trust me, we need to get to Sara's." "Why, It doesn't make any sense?" "Actually it does." "Why would she go after Sara?" "Sara is the one who started it all...
Elspeth twirled the gold cross that hung from her neck as she watched the young girl plunge a glowing crystal phallus between her thighs. The young slut groaned and writhed in ecstasy as her orgasm shook her body, releasing a glowing energy. Elspeth smiled as the portal to the world of sin materialised in the corner of the church. Turning to the group of gi...
She was little. She wore sandals and a natural linen sundress, short, with shoulder straps that were no more than strings. Around her neck was a narrow choker of lavender-colored velvet. Her name was Valerie. What had I done to deserve Valerie? Not a damn thing. At that cafe on a muggy afternoon in Amsterdam we just stared at each other, sipping wine. Momen...
For the next two weeks, we hardly see each other. You call in to my room occasionally, when it is your duty to do so, examine me calmly, make a few notes on my record, and leave. I have nothing but the slightest half-smile around the corners of your mouth to give me encouragement. Still, I have my slow, steady road to recovery well underway, and tomorrow is...
Characters are at least 18 years of age. ***** Evelyn crawled between Calvin's legs, gently pulling the sheets away from his body. The sunlight coming through the window above the bed turned his light brown chest hair blond. Her nails grazed his torso, following the hair to his happy trail, and she felt his cock stir in his boxer briefs. Arousing him, see...
Chapter 6 – It Just Got Worse The two men got back into their uniforms, but left Emma naked. They conversed together in whispers. Emma strained her ears, but could make out nothing. Suddenly Clyde strode towards her, grabbed her wrists and pulled her off the bed and to her feet. He marched her across the room to an upright frame and tied her wrists to the c...
To Eve, With love and thanks for your inspiration. * I first met my betrothed the evening of my sixteenth birthday at a ball held in my honour. My father, Lord Randolf Montague Dashwood, presented me to him with his promise of my hand. Lord Carnborough, a rather rotund man lacking the height to correctly proportion his girth, was old and not particularly h...
I always heard that doing a good deed never goes unrewarded. Well last winter during a cold Michigan winter storm, six of us were leaving work about six PM. The weather was getting ugly, it was snowing all afternoon and about an hour ago the snow had turned to sleet. Four of the people turned left and headed towards the interstate. One of the girls from work...