Hello, my name is Michael. What you are about to read may shock and startle you. However, if you are like myself, it may also excite you in ways unimagined, and give you hopes and dreams beyond your wildest fantasies. My tale begins with a meeting; a sex-o-holic meeting for nymphomaniacs, to be blunt. It was the first and last one I ever attended, as the ev...
We slept until Sara came in shortly after noon; I awoke with her cool hand sliding over my side, down onto my hip-bone and then between my legs as she turned my head and kissed me, driving her tongue into my mouth. She was already naked, and she pressed her body against me as I turned toward her, my cock instantly hard. I rolled onto my back and she slid h...
I arrive home from work and it appears everyone is gone. However, as I open the door I find you blindfolded naked in waiting position in the middle of the room. You have already set up the cross, setup an area on the couch to be a spanking bench, and set out a couple of paddles, floggers, rope, and an assortment of toys (both sex toys and food toys). I set m...
I met him just over a year ago, his dark features and tall broad stature immediately drew me to him, what he saw in me in a bar full of beautiful women I'll still never know. But it was a night that changed my life. I did not give off the demeanour of a submissive nor was I looking to be one. But one touch from his large muscular hand in the small of my bac...
It was about 9 p.m. one Friday evening. I was headed home from yet another late night at the law firm at which I work as a legal aide. I was walking through one of Washington D.C.'s upscale restaurant and bar areas. I noticed two women walking up the sidewalk towards me. Both were well dressed, perfectly made up and walked with the confidence of Washington's...
I stare glumly at the ceiling. I'm laying on my unmade bed, unsure of what went wrong on my last date. He's a nice guy, smart, funny. He even has a nice body. But when he offered to take me back to his place, something in me refused to do it. That happens often. I'm not sure why. I'm twenty-three years old and I have yet to enjoy sex. I always regret it whe...
Scene As I came into the house I immediately noticed a small “post-it” note on the wall. It read “go to the bedroom quietly”. Sounded good to me so I obeyed. On the bedroom door was another note…”strip ,then go to the basement door”. I was already getting excited! I did as ordered. Another note greeted me at the door to the basement. ”Put on the blindfold a...
Moving down the hall of the apartment building his eyes were glued to the numbers on the door as He mumbled under his breath about the idiots that built this place and why his friend would bother living here. Making his way impatiently down a side hall he almost stumbles as he hears soft moans. Distinct yet muffled he decides to follow them and figure out w...
Saturday. I awaken and it's after 9am on Saturday. We are still cuddled together. I have to pee again. That's the alcohol from last night. I unwind from her and go to the bathroom. As I'm crawling back into the bed, she opens her eyes and smiles at me. She says "Where did you go?" I say "To the bathroom. The booze makes me have to pee, especially in the m...
Even as a child Jane had always loved the feel of certain materials against her skin. Her first sexual feeling was caused by her wearing a plastic apron of her mothers. She felt her nipples harden and was worried because she thought she had wet herself as she was wet between her legs. She soon discovered that was very normal and began to enjoy those feelings...