Chatting on the internet allowed us to meet. The anonymity of the screen gave us the chance to explore what we couldn't have discussed face to face. Inhibitions lost in the technology we used. We became interested, curious. Tempted by the secrets shared between us. New ideas offered thrilled as our own thoughts hadn't. What we wanted to do to each other, in...
This is a sequel to Cured by Spanking. ***** If you remember, my name is Jerry, and I was cured of a porn addiction by a visit to a dominatrix two weeks ago. However, I have a new problem. I am smitten with her and curious to learn more about that lifestyle. I haven't visited her since, but I called on a Tuesday and made an appointment for lunchtime on...
day one Each decade seems to be labeled by society with a descriptive word that describes the societal status of the times. The sixties were the era of free love. The eighties were the years of financial decadence where money was in abundance, spent freely, almost wastefully. The nineties seem to be headed towards an era of new sexual expression, the world...
It had been a long day. He had finally closed his latest deal at work and he was looking forward to a relaxing weekend. The light was just beginning to fade as he began his drive home. Nearing his house he passed by a large group of stables, the same stables he passed everyday. Today was no different; the horses were being lead into their stalls for the nigh...
After Miss Ida had calmed down from her orgasm and I had licked and sucked as much of her cum from her pantyhose as possible, I asked her to remove them. "But they're not that bad to wear Georgia and I know you love the feel of them so much, they're fine like they are, they're only a little torn, I can keep them on." "No Miss, I insist," I say, "Besides, I...
I'd been working at Jackie's long enough to realize her boutique offered more than high-end clothing. She also offered high-end girls for occasional outside 'services'. We never accepted money from a customer, or "client": Jackie handled all transactions. She paid all of us very nice salaries, more than enough to live on, and more than enough to be able to b...
I had been planning my downfall for weeks. Putting together the right outfit, working out the best place to be in the house, practicing my lines to appear convincingly surprised, everything was lined up perfectly. For a few months the relationship between me and my fiancé, Janice, had been just a little kinky. She had cottoned on to my submissive tendencies...
A fairly recent email exchange with my friend Sharon, a happily-married 49-year old from Arkansas. James: Greetings All well your end? Sharon: Yes, thank you. And yours? James: Still terribly horny Sharon: Anything I could do to help you out with that? James: You tell me...I've no idea, Sharon Sharon: You're at work, right? Would you like to meet me...
As Salam Alaikum, people. Shaima Lokuron here. I am a South Sudanese Muslim woman living in the Deep South, working for Walkerton Engineering Incorporated, a prominent civil engineering company headquartered in lovely metropolitan Atlanta, Georgia. I graduated with a civil engineering degree from Georgia Tech and was fortunate enough to find work in my field...
Sherry stood by the bed dressed in a black leather corset that accentuated her big 36dd tits, her tiny waist and her full hips and beautiful round ass. High healed thigh high leather boots completed her dominatrix outfit and a thick black strap on hung lewdly from her waist as she barked orders to me and the three muscular men in the room. It was September...