Introduction. Deanna and I have been married for a little over twenty three years. I am one of those guys who really lucked out - there was no way for me to know it when we started going out but she is one of those fortunate woman who look better in their forties than they did in their twenties. It was not something I could have planned or plotted, I just g...
Disclaimer: These are real stories. Everything that happened here is, to the best of my knowledge, what actually happened. The experiences are several years old, but I captured them all to the best of my ability. ***** So, it's been a year since my last femdom experience. That last one with an older woman really killed it for me. I told her what I liked, a...
Michael and Carol were back in her apartment after a terrific evening at her favorite club. At the dance club, he had orally served her with a voyeuristic audience watching and she had come spectacularly. Yet her hunger to take Michael had only been sharpened. Eager to take Michael with a strap-on, she had quickly driven them home from the club and ushered h...
The dependence of Miss Angelica on flagellation came as a revelation to Polly. It seemed that the whole college was a school for discipline and correction. It was late one evening, when Polly realised that she had left a book in the chapel near the confessional earlier that evening, that she first became aware of Miss Angelica's addiction. It was a warm dar...
The musical tinkle of golden discs signaled her progress. Jade could just imagine Akim lying languorously somewhere listening to her approach. He had honored the remaining time on their unholy bargain and left her to her own designs. But her 7 days were up and if the way she had been adorned was any indication she was going to be paying for his patience very...
Those words came to haunt Nick. There'd been no identification on either of the victims. They had managed to get fingerprints on victim one. She wasn't in any system that Nick had available to him, including AFIS, the Automated Fingerprint Identification System. So, whoever she was, she didn't have a record and had never been fingerprinted. It had been impo...
What kind of a man would fuck his best friend's wife? I had asked myself that very question a hundred times in the past week. It was still going through my mind as I pulled into Zack's driveway. I parked and grabbed a duffel bag off the seat. Julia was waiting for me and opened the door before I could ring the bell. "You're very punctual, Mike," smiled Jul...
It was Friday night, the night I had been waiting for. I had been given the flyer last weekend on my visit to the sex shop among the back streets of Soho. It was advertising a BDSM night at one of the small clubs in London’s West End. I don’t know what it is that made me decide to go, I’m not sure if I’m even going to fit in. but I like to experience new thi...
It was Black Friday, that one day in the year where shoppers went wild in the stores. Frank had ventured out to Starbuck's, but one look at the mob and he headed home to dig out his Mr. Coffee. The last week had been unproductive, work wise and bet-wise. Thanksgiving had made for a short work week and there had been few opportunities to be alone with Caro. F...
Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 13 == I was still sitting on the floor by the bed and Chloe propped up some pillows in the bed so she could sit up. I always enjoyed serving her, but we hadn't spoken much as we sipped our coffee. Finally Chloe spoke....