You bury your sweaty, seven-and-a-half inch cock inside Carrie’s willing asshole. Her pale flesh shudders with joy, covered in goosebumps as she hisses in delight. Carrie is quite possibly the prettiest girl you’ve ever dated, big brown eyes, long brown hair, thin so her ears poke through it, a great smile, 25 years old, a yoga-teacher who loves wine and dre...
This part of my life's story may be becoming more suitable to the BDSM category but in my mind it is still a love story. As we have evolved as a couple both of our needs have become clarified. This is just a record of the transitional time in our relationship and therefore it is fairly brief. Let me know if you would like me to outline what happens in the ne...
This is an ongoing confession, a detailed account of a perpetual fantasy I one day hope to live out. A private obsession, not so much about my needs, but about you, the submissive reading these words. If you're perfect, my needs will be met. ***** PART ONE: Are You My Dream submissive? Most women and girls reading this will be fantasists. That's okay, I'm...
I met Bobbie on a trip to Jamaica. She was sweet and compassionate, and friendly. Me, I'm 22 years old, was at a wedding, and saw her in the bar one night and chatted her up. Granted, there is the age difference -- Bobbie was 69 years old -- but something about her struck me. I'm drawn to older women; they're easy to bed and eager to please, no questions ask...
Sheree reached over and unzipped my jeans. "Lift your ass up," she purred. "Let me see that big cock of yours." I did as she asked, holding tight to the steering wheel as I raised up. She grasped my jeans and pulled down, the jeans pooling at my feet. My cock sprang out, the blood coursing through its length and thickness. From the backseat, I heard a gas...
PART VII – The Finale "Let me see that beautiful cock of yours," my wife, Wendy squealed, stripping off her remaining clothes. In seconds, Tom's cock was out as he stood naked before her and she sat naked on the bed. I stood in the doorway to our bedroom, having just given my wife permission to fuck Tom, her friend from work. Tom and his wife Kylie were s...
Professor Daren was sweating. Karla had come to class dressed completely inappropriately again, and he was having the worst time trying to hide the tent in his pants. Second row back, the flirty redhead was leaning forward, as if completely interested in everything he was saying. Really, however, the curvy college freshman was giving him a great view down...
Waking up after a couple hours, just having been fucked by my friends Doug and Tom, wrapped up in the blankets of the master bed. Rolling over I recalled the events of the past few hours, being used by two of my best friends, their cocks stretching my hole when they fucked me, and still feeling their seed slowly leaking out of my love tunnel. Rolling over to...
The crawl down the hall seemed to take an eternity. Mistress kept my leash tight, pulling my head upwards and backwards as I crawled. If I moved too fast, I would choke as my Mistress tugged on the leash. "Be patient my little slut" She said. "We have all night...." I found that statement exceedingly ominous, but I had no time to contemplate it further as...
She opened the door to his returning knock and he grinned at the smile on her face. He went into the bedroom for a moment, to change, and heard her moving about the kitchen. When he came out, dressed in a pair of grey sweat pants and a police department t-shirt, she was coming out of the kitchen with 2 steaming bowls in her hands. He took them from her with...