Nothing makes me orgasm harder than when something's in my ass. I'm not picky. A butt plug, a dildo, my own fingers, a pen. Whatever I could find, I'd use to stretch my hole and get myself off. Even thinking about stretching my asshole made me wet. I loved everything about it, the slight discomfort, the pleasure, enveloping around whatever object it was. It...
Part III Phase Five The message said "How about a good blow job for lunch?" "Yes, Sir," was her reply. "Park next to my truck on the right side, and I'll give you further directions when you get here," was the reply. She had to ask because of the confusion the last time "The right side meaning passenger side, I want to sure I'm not confused?" "Yes,...
Hey Princess, Thought that you might be missing some good hard sex, all of that making love stuff can get kinda monotonous... I found these in a shop in Amsterdam and they made me think of you. Have fun with them on your own and when I get back we'll both play with them. Your Secret Admirer ------------------------------------------ Todd's way of signing...
I first saw Samantha as she moved through the restaurant handling table after table with effortless grace. Her blond hair cascaded off her shoulders as she glided through the room. She had a beautiful face that held me entranced. Her dark eyebrows contrasted against the light color of her hair which gave her an intense look as she managed her tables. Two w...
Chapter 3: If You Play with Fire... ***** On Saturday mornings, I set my alarm for 4:20. Just a little stoner humour to amuse myself. Grady's arm snaked around my waist and he buried his face in the back of my neck before muttering a single "no" at the alert from my phone. I hit snooze and rolled over to face his warmth, hooking my leg over his hip, strok...
We were over at a friend’s house and had been partying all day with about sixteen others that we would consider regular party friends, fourteen guy and two wives, Ali and I. It had been raining for the past three days and the field next to the house had flooded with about ankle to knee-deep water depending on where you were in the field. The temperatures had...
Pt. 1 "Hi Honey. What's up?" Fannie's husband S says over the phone. "Not much. Just another boring afternoon." She replied as she sat at her desk in the reception area. "Miss Jordan went out to a meeting before lunch and hasn't returned yet. This was a big one and she didn't plan any appointments at all today so I've been here all alone. I hope that she g...
I was miserable. The bent over position with my head forced back was causing cramps in my back, shoulders, neck, and thighs. My nipples were a constant source of acute pain that was intensified by my Mistresses occasional teasing with her foot. My cock and balls consumed a great deal of my attention. The rubber band behind my balls was the origin of an excru...
My Sunday was going wonderfully. I relaxed and watched some TV, and then had a nice lunch. It was then that it occurred to me that I had to check on my sub that I had left outside. It surely wouldn't do to leave him by himself for too long. I've learned that my subs need constant care and attention. This all came about because I had been rudely awoken this...
In this story a wealthy and eccentric musician/sound recordist captures the scintillating song of his bound chanteuse. Bondage, sadism, "forced" toy and oral sex. * He likes her best this way. She is on her back, her ass midway off the piano bench. Her black silk clad legs are tied wide apart to the legs of the wooden altar, her pretty feet are in three in...