I went home and, like every day, he was there on the couch, relaxing from a long day. I smiled and went to him. I always go straight home because I'm a slave to our routine, which I can't believe happens to me. I walk up to him and bend over and give him a little kiss. Then right away I drop down to my knees, between his, and before I've taken off my coat or...
I have a lot of fantasies and stories. I guess it's just the result of being really horny ALL the time. This is one of my favourite (I've done close to this in real life, though not all of it): * I'm feeling like dominating my partner today, and I've got the single guest bed in the middle of the floor with a purpose in mind. She comes in, and I immediately...
God he was scared. He was early but stood stock still knowing she would open the door at exactly 9:00 am. Just as his watch beeped on the hour the door opened and he was face to face with his Desire. She met him at the door and smiled as he stepped into the house. Locking the door she turned around and greeted him. As they gazed into each other eyes, her a...
He was due home in less than a half-hour. She rushed around, straightening the corners of His books, dusting edges of wooden tables, making certain there was nothing out of place. She had dutifully completed her daily chores – disobedience resulted in discipline: her bottom still bore pink welts left by her last flogging, just yesterday. His was a fine leat...
You come home from work and find me on the couch, wearing a low cut nightgown and nothing else. I'm lying down under a blanket. For the past several hours I've been desperate for you, touching my clit and fingering my pussy, screaming for you, begging for your cock, dripping all over the couch in hunger for you, and now I've passed out from exhaustion. You...
"Thank you for using me sir," she smiled up at him and licked the residue of urine from her lips before opening her mouth wide for him to press his now hardening cock into her eager fuck hole. "You're very welcome pet," he said obligingly and grasped her hair using it to tug her face against his groin. "Very welcome indeed." She felt the head of his cock p...
"Why did you do that?" "What do you mean? What did I do?" :::slap::: "you whore, I saw the way he was looking at you. You obviously did something and I want to know why. Is it because you're a fuck whore and you need cock in all your holes all the time? Answer me!" "Yes sir, I'm a fuck whore." "Good girl, you know exactly what you are. Whose fuck whore a...
"Safe sex doesn't mean no sex, it just means use your imagination." --Billy Bragg, from the song "Sexuality" (Note: All my stories are dedicated to my Master, but this one is posted in a spirit of apology to him for bad behavior and in the hope it will inspire him to discipline me.) * It's one of two days of the month I watch for, the other being the ful...
"Come here, whore" The last word ringing with disgust. She cringed to hear it said that way. She missed the ring of love and affection that used to fill that word, with that precious word she'd do anything, was doing anything, to hear again in front of it "my", "my whore". She'd earn her title back one way or another. He loved her, or he wouldn't care that s...
She rushes through the room, setting bowls of chicken wings for the men, knowing another wave is coming soon. Adroitly, she avoids men's groping hands and tripping legs and feet. Her face is intense, almost in tears from the tension and the anticipated agony. Then the cramp strikes... "UHhhhhhhhh!!" she doubles over as it hits her like a sledge hammer. "...