As time went by, we became closer, Sir more dominant and I more subservient. I didn't realize the extent to which I had become subservient at the time. It's so clear to me now. I would have done anything for him. I flashed truckers whenever we took a road trip on the interstate, for me not for Sir, though he got a kick out of watching me flashing truckers...
ACT 4: INTRODUCTIONS OF A SORT I stepped out onto the patio and into the warm air, as the afternoon sun began its waning decent into the western sky. Cracking open a cold beer, with a grimace, I watched Kat walk down into the clear blue water of the pool, her steps slow and deliberate. She glanced down and tapped her crotch, pressing the soft plastic piece...
It had been about 3 months since I had begun having sex with my step-son, Jason. His amazingly large cock was pleasuring me regularly. My husband, John, had fallen into a secondary role. We still engaged in sex, both alone, and together with Jason, but his role was always subordinate. I was getting fucked more often than I ever had before in my life, and I l...
All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always...
Fictitious story about a woman writing an entry in a web forum. Search on VSFW and CFNM and you are sure to find the forum that I am referring to. ----------------------- Hey. Great site. What a find. I thought I was the only one who had these kinds of thoughts. Actually, this whole internet thing is a very eye opening experience. I've lived kind of a she...
It's eight o'clock on a warm June morning here in New York. While my exhausted wife is sleeping soundly, I'm sitting at the desk in our hotel room writing an account of last night while the lurid details are still fresh in my mind. I fly to The City nearly every month. A couple of times each year my beautiful wife accompanies me. Let me introduce you to St...
Starring: Christina Hendricks and Lucy Pinder Disclaimer: This story is purely fiction, it has never happened. ***** Christina agreed to travel to Lucy's home the next day, she was suffering from jet lag, so didn't get up too early and it was well past lunchtime when she arrived at the address. "Come in Christina." Lucy said as she answered the door. L...
After my morning experience with Sharon, my step-mother, I sat around the house and did various jobs. Sharon was out most of the day, running errands and doing some shopping. Before she left, she told me not to make any plans and that tonight would be “our night”. I wasn’t sure where this was leading, but after this mornings experience, I was enjoying it. I...
May 26, 1815 Much has happened since I last recorded in my journal. Among events I have not set down to parchment is the games I learned to play with my phantom jailer – though my body is a willing prisoner. It leaves no opening within my body chaste – using my mouth, my cunny, and at times my bottom to slake its ravenous desire. Each time I am used and s...
This is a continuation of my story it takes place the night of the second day home. 11 p.m. We had finished eating and settled in to watch some TV for a while, the girls Settled in on the couch. Jim and I in chairs close together. My mom had a few too many drinks and was a little giddy. “Hay does any one want to see some home movies?” She asks.” I got som...