Strange things go bump in the night. Tonight it was led by Daisy Lighthouse. With no need for slumber she chose the peace and quiet to meditate in her bedroom. Sitting Indian style and closing her eyelids she withdrew into her computerized brain. Although her thought patterns and persona belonged to Delores Moran she inhabited this brave new world she was f...
Getting my wife Tanya into a tryst with Merv and his mates taxed my mind in the weeks following the wayward cum episode (See: A Degenerate Husband Ch.1). It was also clearly on Merv's mind and we had met a few times to sort out the details, though nothing was going to ensure success. One of Tanya's weak spots was exotic drinks and some of the best sex we ha...
Notes: It has been a while since we pushed anything. This story is from the beginning of our relationship, and does not have many elements of the light BDSM we have since discovered. Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction. Please accept the apologies for our names. I almost put in fictional names so that they sounded more plausible. ~~*~~ Lacey and I...
A storm broods over the Pacific Ocean. Black, brooding clouds fill the sky. Thunder crashes across the ocean and lightening illuminates the sky. A lone car can be seen winding along PCH. The woman driving the car does so absentmindedly. Handling its twist and turns as easily as one strolls through their home. She speeds without thought to the wet road. Her b...
Please vote. Please give me the support or your vote. Please vote. Part Six: "I like to watch," said Mitch while watching his wife strip naked for Peter and Lars. With so very many people willing to remove their clothes as strippers and have sex as their job to make a living as prostitutes, how does someone get the ultimate, sexual job to enjoy a career as...
Based on a prompt by Hypoxia in the Forum: "Tell of one or more stowaways, any genders, and who/how they must fuck to avoid being tossed overboard. The SciFi variant involves human-alien sex, of course." ***** His cold eyes regarded me as if I were vermin. "Bad enough that you're a stowaway," he said, his voice as fierce as ice. "But you haven't had the re...
When the massive shovel at the bottom of the open-pit mine drops its load into my oversized dump truck, I shudder along with the entire vehicle. In fact, the earth itself shudders. I'm being loaded with taconite by one of the largest hydraulic earth-shovels in the world. Wearing panties while doing so gives me such a perverse pleasure.... I gun the diesel e...
Our Miss U.S.A. pageant, abbreviated version, was only hours away. As it turned out, the go-between between we sexy vixens and ship's management was my very own guide, Na-hoyan. She was quite sensible about the whole thing, while we gurls were running about like teenagers primping for a prom. For the first portion of the contest - best-dressed - we adorne...
My life wasn't much of a fun. I was short as a kid, which always kept me under-confidence, even when I got tall. It was my unsocial behavior which aroused my interest with books and I emerged to become what is called a nerd. So getting back to story, I had passed my 12 standard and was trying to enjoy the time after school and before college which meant a l...
Professionally Dominant, personally submissive The alternate titles: The title above represents the most succinct description for this article, but there is far more to this than the title suggests. This has been posted to reviews and essays for good reason; this is not about sex per se. Neither is it about dominance/submission as a fetish, lifestyle...