Aww, I'm so sorry you're having a bad day, Sugar! Here, sit down, take a break. Do you want a drink? Here, take the comfortable chair. No, no; let me get your shoes. Here. I'll take them off. There. Is that better, with me rubbing your feet? I'm smiling up at you, and I can see that you're still a little grumpy. Must have been an extra-rough day. I smirk u...
My wife Amy and I recently had an unexpected adventure while out of town visiting a friend, who was starring in a play. We were happy to attend, especially as it gave us adult time away from the kids. After a pleasant four hour drive we arrived at another couple's house who were also attending the play and agreed to let us sleep in the guest room of their...
I get asked to play the Mistress/Domme/Top all of the time. Ironically, because I am so demanding as a playmate, there are very few people I will submit to. Fewer still that have earned a title from me — “Mistress” and “Master” are names that must be EARNED. Thus far, I only call one person my Master. I have refused to ever have a Mistress because I jus...
Hey, there. My name is Robert James O'Neill and I'm a tall, lean and mean, green-eyed and blond-haired Irishman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I'm a college professor and by night, a sexual adventurer. I'm very much into race play and currently, I'm having some fun with my friends, Sheila and James Lorne. They're a working-class Afri...
I never know what my wife's got up her sleeves. At 35, Lily is every bit as beautiful as she was at 25, when we were married. Long, blonde hair cascading across her face. Silky soft pale skin. Incredible, firm breasts. A tight tummy. An ass I can't keep my hands off of. I don't know how I lucked into my marriage, but I am thankful for it every day. And God b...
I had gone out to dinner with Mike, Bill, and Chris, three of my friends from work. Well sort of. At one time we had all worked together, but eventually all of us had left the company for greener pastures. We still got together occasionally. They were a lot of fun to be with, and I enjoyed their company. After dinner, we wandered around down town for a whil...
Chapter 03: Da Club Kisha stood in front of the mirror and admired her outfit. It was one of her tighter black leather outfits and it gave her breasts more lift. She ran her hands down it, enjoying the feel of it. She had on crotch less panties and black leather mid thigh, stiletto heel boots. Jason stood at the end of Kisha's bed, dressed in a tight set o...
This story takes place the day after the events of "Unleashed By Nair." *** "Dammit, hon!" My wife's voice broke my reverie. Her head poked from the bedroom doorway. I'd been standing in the hall, transfixed by my image in the mirror. I had flashed back to the day before, when I first saw my Naired legs, along with the rest of my cream-skinned, hairless...
We've been celebrating our birthdays for years, my slave and I. Because of our circumstances, she usually ends up over here, which is fine, because we have all the toys and outfits we'll ever need. One of her best birthdays was when she arrived and we went through the usual ritual of the kiss at the door, drink, opening of presents, watch part of a hardcore...
It just 11 o’clock Saturday morning, and we’re still in bed together. We’re alone in our house, spending another lazy weekend day relaxing. I’m still asleep but you’ve been awake for some time; you softly kiss my lips, knowing that it will wake me. We were sleeping in – in each other’s arms – when you woke feeling horny; you’ve been lying next to me in t...