DISCLAIMER: Any and all breath play portrayed in MY stories should not be attempted by the inexperienced! EDUCATION is key concerning experimentation within the breath play fetish as is CAUTION and PRECAUTION and a TRUSTWORTHY PARTNER! ***** "You never got his fucking number?" Stew asked in disbelief, "And you never gave him your fucking number?" He stood...
She knew this was it, the biggest one, the final one... Her monstrous cock was going to cum. She was exhausted, coming for several days now, or at least, that's what she thought she felt. Her cock was so big she couldn't even see the end of it. All she knew was that her massive balls were working overtime. Every now and then she felt a monstrous wave of cum...
".....so now you know some of the rules, but I would recommend some reading or coming to some of our meetings. Or I could vouch for you at a secret meeting." Reg laughed. "Secret meeting? What's a secret meeting? Is there a special handshake?" I giggled. I could tell by the way he looked at me that I was going to get in trouble for that one but Gilly and N...
She hated Barnes and Noble. There was a lack of dust on the books and too much sunlight. It smelled like lemons. She wanted her stacks with cobwebs and musk. She wanted the air to reek of burnt coffee and parchment. She wanted single beams of light to conjure puppet shows on the walls- romantic tales of star-crossed lovers dancing in the dust-particle rain-...
I was sitting in my magic chair watching Holmes on Homes trying to come up with one of our adventures to write about, and then it came to me. My wife was bugging me that she wanted to go to the Christmas Tree Shop at the Holyoke Mall in Holyoke MA. You will have to bear with me as this adventure took place at least 10 years ago, but probably more like 15 y...
It didn't take long for Raj to close his eyes and drift off to "sleep". Most folks, if they looked at him, would think him a corpse laying there; he lay so still and didn't draw a single breath. His heart hadn't beat in hundreds of years. Oh, he could breathe if he forced himself to ... but he hadn't in so long that it hurt to do so. His body didn't need it...
Thanks for the inspiration... Yaaawwwnnnn. Awake. Slowly, I open my eyes and stretch. It's Wednesday. I love Wednesday's. That is when "He" comes into the store. And "He" is hot. Maybe today is the day. I smile and slip out of bed. I work in an old book store in town. I have worked there since High School. I was 16 and the owner paid me under the table to...
Thanks for reading my stories, this chapter is a shorter one than some of my others, but I wanted to get it out there so you didn't think I forgot about it. As always comments and ratings are appreciated. As I reached the restaurant to have lunch and await my next set of instructions from Sage, I realized just how hungry I was. All I had eaten was the fru...
The following was intended to be a part of “Angel Lost in the Dark – Chapter 7” but when it was finished I found it didn’t really work. Rather than throw it away entirely I decided to post it as a separate story. Angel (an amateur model) is telling Tom (an amateur photographer) the story as they sit around the kitchen table drinking wine. As you can tell...
All characters engaged in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. * Jill wiped the counter and looked at the clock. Ten fifteen. She smiled, Jack should be coming in any minute. She looked up excited at the sound of doorbell. Her excitement dampened at the sight of the large and rowdy bar hopping group squeezing themselves through the glass do...