Annie was a sex slave. She knew nothing else. Her master kept her tied up in a dark bedroom. Her wrists and ankles were bound with soft scarves. He always made sure to clean her and feed her. She was his thing, his favorite toy. She was not the kind of slave that ever needed punishment. She was never disobedient, and why would she be if she had never known a...
The Perils of Greggie-Poo #20 "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do" (Note: I'm lazy so this story is told as a loose narrative than in the usual 1st person perspective of our "hero". Also, this is from a series of superhero-related stories I did so there is some reference to powers and superhero names, don't worry about those...) * * * * * Greg again decided he ne...
"Yassin, bring your ass back to bed," I call out to my husband Yvon "Yassin" LeConte. I'm badly in need of, well, him, after coming home from hard day at work. I work for the Ontario Ministry of Community Safety & Correctional Services as a corrections officer. Today was particularly grueling because we had a mini-riot, but we managed to restore order befo...
It had been awhile since my mother-in-law's last visit and that was just fine with me. There has been awkwardness between us since she walked in on her daughter giving me a blowjob. I bet she always knocks now before entering someone's bedroom. She’s been practically living alone since her divorce and I guess she must be lonely. Mrs. Jones is in her late 40...
Sitting on the bed, taking my time. I'm ready, I've been ready for twenty minutes. I just love making you wait! Knowing you're on the other side of that door, on your knees waiting for me... Fuck it turns me on! I have a special surprise for you this time, I know you will love it. I feel the dampness in my panties and know it's time. I open the bedroom d...
This is a freaky elevator fuckfest parody. My friend Spence Ulchin and I were riding an elevator at 30 Rock, the NBC building in NYC. I was there on business and I brought him along to keep me from getting bored. The elevator stopped and one very interesting person got on. She was very recognizable and especially to me. We used to date. She's the Queen of S...
There is nothing comparable to the feel of my husband's hands, soft and gentle on my skin when we make love, or the sweet, well thought out things he'll say to make me feel special. I love my husband, more than anyone. But when the kids aren't home, I see that glint in his eye, and I feel the anticipation rising inside of me as I watch him pull my collar fro...
taking up where we left off... My hands squeezed her ass tightly and pulled her body down onto my mouth. I kept licking up and down her dripping pussy. Her thighs pressed against the sides of my head, but her moans were loud enough for me to hear. I could feel her whole body shiver and weaken when my lips wrapped around her clit. I hummed lightly, flicked m...
"Talk to the hand, my brother," Melanie Drexel said mockingly, laughing gleefully as she worked her gloved fist into her sub's rectum. The sub in question, a burly, muscular young Black man named Clayton Moors, moaned softly. Lying on his back in a hammock, the brother looked totally relaxed, or so Melanie thought, judging by his posture. Clayton's handsome...
Bam! Bam! Bam! Jen jumped at the sudden noise, spilling her coffee down the front of her pale blue night shirt. "Dammit", Jen muttered to herself as she grabbed a kitchen towel on her way to the front door. Looking down, as she opened the door, Jen continued to dab at the front of her night shirt. "Here!" Jen suddenly had a little Yorkie-Poo dog shoved...