This is the first story I am publishing, though I have written quite a few for some special people in my life... comments are welcome! :) Happy reading. I've been thinking about you all day-thinking about the way you smile, the way you kiss, the way you taste. The way you smell when that beautiful cock is between my lips and my nose pressed into your balls....
Kim slowly hung up the phone after talking to her husband for nearly an hour. Their phone bill would be astronomical this month just like the last one. Mark was overseas on temporary military duty for three months; this was to be his last trip before he was to be transferred from Phoenix to Sacramento California shortly after his return. The constant trips a...
I answered the phone, 'Hello," I was still breathless, as I wiped the sweat off my brow. I had just walked in the door from walking a couple of miles. As I waited for an answer I glanced at my watch and thought of what I would do that afternoon. The voice on the other end was deep, and I recognized it immediately. It was the voice of Daddy. "Just reminding...
That afternoon with Cindy I reached new levels of depravity. Looking back on it I still blush to think of how easily I was persuaded to let all my barriers down and give in to the wild, filthy desires she had unlocked in me. Cindy wanted to be dominated by me for a change and I discovered that though I am undeniably and invariably submissive with men, I can...
Authors note. Chapter three is a continuation of the previous two chapters, just in case you have just started reading. Things are going to get progressively kinkier in Betty and Elliot's life, with that in mind please read the tags associated with this story. I hope you enjoy the ride. "...sex addiction is also progressive. It often starts with a relativel...
For M. She knows why. Thanks also to violent intimacy for her editing skills. * Day One A voice from a shadowy corner of the room said, "Don't turn on the lights. You know why we are here. Sit down on the sofa and listen carefully as we tell you what we expect of you for the next forty-eight hours." I sank slowly onto the sofa and let the darkness settle...
My wife Alison had always been, shall we say, reticent when it came to exploration and unusual experiences in our sex-times after we were married some years ago. Her idea of good sex had been lying on her back, pleasing me as I shagged into her until I climaxed, and then demanding that I please her with my hands or my lips or my tongue. Just occasionally wit...
Heather was driving home. Dressed in a boring-plain blouse with long sleeves, dark-toned slacks and flat, round-nosed shoes. No one would've notice anything particular about her wardrobe. She felt a slight discomfort in her right hand, and noticed a broken nail. Looked at it for a moment, then chuckled... *** He was lean, sharp, fast moving, and full of en...
The setup had all the elements for a perfect life "do-over." Having convinced her to leave history behind, he had offered the fresh start of lottery winning proportions. His beginning rules had drawn her into a scenario of security and protected peace. Now as she paced the floor waiting on his arrival, the developing intricate web of requirements seemed desi...
I want to thank bridgeburner99 for her continued support. Thank you so much. I have had several responses that found my story too violent and unrealistic. My story is a dark fantasy. Fantasy is a creation of freely envisioned thought or invention; imaginative, grotesque or odd; a supposition based on no solid foundation—at least that is what my dictionary s...