You are Jim. You are 18 years old and live in an average sized home with your mother Jennifer (Jen for short). Being homeschooled for most of your life, you never went outside very often. In fact your only “friends” are the two girls Amy and Mary who live across the street. You are really only friends with them because they live so close but you were never t...
I was asked why all my sluts are single and swingers, what about the sluts that are cheating? Well, here it is. I wouldn't say I was in a downward spiral. It didn't feel that dramatic. I was in a trough. I thought the very sound of it was perfect. "Trough." I woke up, I sent the kids off. I pretended to work. The family would come home eventually. It was ho...
(Please leave your feedback / comments) My name is Clare. I am 37 years old, 5'7 with dark hair and green eyes. I am a size 12, have 34b boobs and wide hips and bum. I am also a respectable married woman. Oh and I HATE camping. The months went by and I started to get a control of myself. The urges still came but less often and mostly when I let them. Da...
I have written some of my thoughts on training my own bi slave husband in the past and thought that perhaps a primer on bringing new bi slaves into the fold would be helpful. I have been the Domme to my bi submissive slave husband for 15 years. We have been married for 20 years, are in our early 50's, and it was obviously a journey to get where we are and a...
This is a re-post of the above story with some minor changes. I had accidentally edited this story with the text from the subsequent Sharon's Bathroom Pleasure, hence this was no longer available online. I have a number of other stories part-finished, some of which I'm sure will make it to Literotica soon. Thank You for your inspiring or constructive comment...
He gave her enough time, then entered the room. She stood obediently in the middle of the room, waiting. His opening of the door startled her and she jumped. She tried to compose herself, hoping He hadn't noticed. She was nude, gloriously nude, standing with one knee bent slightly, the other straight as she used the last of her modesty to try and hide her se...
We were both still sleeping on the screened porch in the backyard when I awoke the next day to hear her mom in the kitchen. The kitchen had a back door that led directly to that porch, and that door was open. Her mom was having breakfast and told us she was leaving for the day. My cock was hard thinking about the night before, but I still couldn't believe it...
I'd known I was kinky since I stumbled on bondage porn as a teenager. The chains, the beatings, the violent sex-all of it excited me. When I got a girlfriend in college, we embraced each other's dark desires. We even bought one of those introductory kink kits. I loved being her dom. Controlling her, owning her. This was the way it was supposed to be. While l...
I bent over and my wife eased the five-inch anal intruder into my arsehole, then adjusted the double rubber straps from the front and rear of the dildo up my body to the slave collar around my throat. The D-rings the rubber straps hooked onto pulled the thick intruder deep into my back passage and provided stimulation to my sphincter muscle, thus making my u...
Author's note: This short story was inspired by Vitalis' amazing hentai artwork: "Bimbo Catalog: Bianca." * It was date night in the Whitley household and things were just starting to get exciting. Alice and Richard had enjoyed a lovely meal at a five star restaurant, a wonderful performance at the theater and a couple glasses of fine wine upon returning h...