Bully Socks Stories

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Opening Doors

by talk_nerdy_to_me on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Lydia leans down and kisses me roughly. I open up for her, offering no resistance, pressing my lips against hers as she explores my mouth with her tongue. She bites my bottom lip, then pulls away. I stretch out my tongue as if to summon her back, but she stands up and I know better than to speak. She looks me up and down, and I can tell she's admiring the st...

Progressive Discipline Ch. 02

by irishkenny1974 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Trembling, she stepped off the elevator alone onto the sixth floor with a full minute to spare, and immediately headed for Suite 602. She saw absolutely no one else walking around, no sounds coming from the hallway other than the cold electric buzz of the fluorescent overheads. It occurred to her that she'd never been on the sixth floor before, had never had...

Dark Redemption Ch. 09

by BarbraNovac on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Heading out of the driveway, I only got as far as four blocks before I started to cry. I pulled over in a side street taking deep breaths to calm myself. It was only eleven-thirty, and I didn't want to cry too much. But the thought of Peter with that woman was driving me mad. I composed myself enough to drive deciding I had to find a way to survive the next...

Friday Night

by AzraelAOD on Apr 23, 2019
BDSM

It's finally Friday night. When our daughter goes to bed you grab a bag from next to your chair then walk to the cellar door and tell me to follow you. I do as I'm told and when we are downstairs you tell me to give you my belt. I take off my belt and hand it to you. You tell me to turn around. As soon as I turn I feel my doubled over belt smack across my a...

The Museum

by daddybear_ on Mar 12, 2019
BDSM

Kitten sees Daddy across the square, waiting outside the museum for her. She plots her attack, staying out of sight, sneaking around behind him before she pounces. At the last second she shouts, "Daddy!" He turns just in time to see Kitten jumping at him with arms wide and catches her. "You got me!" He says, almost knocked to the floor and after a few mome...

QueSeráSerá Ch. 01: A Thing of the Past

by VBBeringer on Aug 7, 2019
Loving Wives

Last night, Octavia had orgasmed thinking about her ex from college. As she touched herself in the bath, she couldn't get him out of her mind. Her vibrator pushed her to a violent, biting, so good that you want to scream but you can't because your husband is in the next room asleep, climax. And now, waiting at a red light on the way home from work, she reali...

Faded

by HughMungus1 on Mar 17, 2020
Non-Erotic

"Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage." ― The Smashing Pumpkins En Ciudad del Pecado, faded is a color. You see it everywhere. Faded buildings; faded jeans; faded dreams. Sunbleached and sandblasted, everything eventually becomes faded in Vegas. Faded was the last hue the female-to-male tranny saw, before passing out in the noonday Sun, st...

A Solution

by sueshows on Mar 9, 2020
Loving Wives

Like many couples, medications prescribed for high blood pressure, heart problems, etc. had left my husband unable to maintain an erection. Vibrators, oral sex, and masturbation only goes so far in filling the needs for we had experienced. My husband had always been considerate when it came to my pleasure, wanting me to cum first, and many times sacrific...

Lakeside

by lookin4some69 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The sun was bright in a clear blue sky overhead as you float on your back in the crystal clear water. You were out for a walk in the woods before all of this happened. You had left the cabin you were vacationing at early that morning. About lunchtime you were thinking about heading back after finding a good spot to eat the light lunch you brought with you....

Mature Exhibitionist Ch. 02

by TinyCosgrove on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was Wednesday. I'd vowed after Saturday that I'd not think about the park or my feelings or what had happened. What had happened was wrong and unseemly. It was repugnant and I was a deviant. Yet by Wednesday afternoon I could barely concentrate on my accounts work and my mind was twisting in self-loathing and some undefined need. I opened a bottle of win...