Kelly strode over to the expensive digital camera mounted on the tripod at the far end of the kitchen. Scrunching her left eye, she peered into the viewfinder with her right eye for one final check. Happy with the view, she carefully clicked the video record button. The first few seconds began elapsing on the LCD screen. Marching excitedly to the second trip...
When I Anya discovered she enjoyed peeing on me as much I enjoyed being peed on it didn't exactly mean that the flood-gates were open for me (so to speak). In fact, Anya took pleasure in doling out that particular favor only at odd, seemingly random times. As with the rest of our sex-life, she is always the one who decides when, where and how we will play, a...
Mistress Fatuma Suleiman looked down at her latest slave, Sadiq Kadir. The burly Saudi man howled as the Somali dominatrix's other slave, well-endowed Somali stud Mohammed Mokhtar thrust his big ebony cock into the Arab man's asshole. Mistress Fatuma Suleiman watched the hot male to male action, fingering her wet pussy with one hand and stroking her thick bl...
It would start innocently. We're both in your room staring into each others eyes deeply and passionately. The first kiss is the first blast of wind. Only a mere warning as to the tornado of passion that we are about to endure. I kiss you more and more heavily. Heart beats are more rapid, a sign that things are getting heavier. You are taken aback by my lus...
It all started when I had returned from my first deployment to Afghanistan. Nothing bad had happened to me or anyone I knew while I was there, but knowing you could be blown up or shot dead without warning, at any moment had an effect on me, I didn't realize it until I got home. Basically, the little voice in my head that told me I shouldn't do things to al...
She stands naked on the carpet in the middle of the room. I stand in the doorway, awaiting orders. "You can come in," she says. "After you take your clothes off. And you're coming in on your hands and knees." I comply. Sweater and t-shirt over my head. Pants down, shaken off the legs. Quick tugs at the socks. Underwear pulled off and tossed aside in one fl...
One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate. It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure. This holiday season, the Houston kink community was coming together not only to celebrate in grand style, to sa...
I had more or less forgotten my apartment for the following weeks. I brought a supply of clothing - underwear, fresh shirts for work, etc., to Ms Jenna's. I was given use of a half bath next to the washer and dryer. I hung my suits on the back of the door, and the rest I stowed in the small cabinet below the sink. Ms Jenna came there once each day to inspect...
Thanks for reading the third chapter in this installment. As this is still my first story I'm writing the chapters so they can be enjoyed without having to read the previous two chapters. As always all comments and feedback are wanted to improve or maybe even take the story in a new direction. Also, if you enjoy my writing style feel free to leave feedback w...
I told you how my husband worships my bald pussy and loves to suck and lick my asshole. And how, when we got our sex toys, it turned us both into cockwhores. After that great fuckfest and me coming 5 times with my husband, we had another hot sex fest. The next day was Saturday so we had the whole weekend to play. In the morning we took a shower together. I...