She cowered in the corner of the room, straining against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back and her ankles together. The chiffon and lace of the gown she'd been forced into rubbed against her plump thighs, the soft sounds of the material echoing in the empty chamber. Her tongue brushed against the red rubber ball in her mouth, the leather strap k...
The alarm clock beeped insistently, and a small hand wriggled out from beneath the sheets to bat at it. "Shut the fuck upppppp," came the hoarse voice from somewhere in the mess of duvet and blanket. The hand found the snooze button and retracted, an audible sigh of contentment coming from within the den of comfort. The alarm beeped again. Had it r...
Julia and I first met in Cambridge Massachusetts. She was working for a local college and I was at MIT doing research. She had just finished up a divorce so she had been sexually starved for a long time. When we first met, we basically had sex anywhere at any time. At 45 years old she easily had the body of a 20 year old. Late nights waiting for the train we...
Master, Oh, I definitely think about you when I masturbate. I have lain on my back, brought my legs over my head and shot my load right into my own mouth ... wishing, imagining it were your perfect cum. I have blown my load onto a vibrator and then licked it off pretending it were yours. Our correspondence has made me very horny. Later today, I'll send so...
You call me and tell me to dress comfortably and for a long leisurely stroll. You pick me up and take me to a secluded area by the lake. It is lovely here. We walk along holding hands talking about everything and enjoying the scenery. It is nice and relaxed because although we are lovers, we are friends as well. There is a meadow close to the water, the pe...
The park's long picnic table is covered with a thick blanket, to protect her naked skin from any splinters. Strong, thick rope connects each wrist and ankle cuff to the sturdy legs of the picnic table, with several additional ropes ensuring her torso does not have much freedom of movement; another rope even runs through the D-ring at the front of her wide co...
"Are you sure you're okay with this?," queried my beautiful 45yo wife. "Heck, yes," I said. "I am a little nervous…but in a good way. I think this is kind of exciting. I'm surprised YOU are not more nervous." "Oh, I am. But Jack is such a darling. And I think it's so cute that he wants to show me off to his friends," said Iris, as she continued to...
Neither of us were really into the whole BDSM thing, but Robin was always sexually curious and experimental...we enjoyed exploring things together...her needs...my needs. It was a facet in our relationship that we, both, fully embraced. This experience started with the purchase of some handcuffs that we enjoyed playing around with...I'd usually just cuff he...
I knew her before she was famous. That is something we've all heard before. Most people are just running their mouths and don't mean what they say. That was not the case for Chuck Weston. He did know someone before they were famous. He knew her very, very well. Her name was Pamela Lotz. The world would come to know her as megastar fashion model simply called...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......