Editor's Note: this is an extreme toilet fetish story. Reader discretion is advised. * By Amara-Rau-Story And HungryGuy * For the last five years, Celina had tried every method she knew to try and make her fantasies come true. She posted adult personal ads on Craig's List, Collar Me and Fet Life, advertising herself as a trample slut, and answered as...
She took me down the hall to their bedroom. Inside the doorway she stopped to flick on the light. "I like to see you," she said with a wry smile. "You have a beautiful body Jacob." I blushed and she placed her cool hand on my flushed cheek. "Will you show me your body Jacob? Please." I nodded, eager to please her—she sat down on the bed and watched me stri...
Chapter 2: Atonement and Purification I The first afternoon's engagement left us exhausted. D giggled at how wobbly her legs felt on the way to the car. Here, outside our playground, there was no evidence of her slutty persona. Her sweetness, the hint of shyness, is endearing. Her self-presentation - post-emo with a penchant for plaid skirts, reminiscent o...
Chapter 3: Transgression and Respect: Towards Full Ownership I I know, reader, you are likely to just jump to the first play scene. But I think you are better off reading what comes before. It'll enable you to understand the fucking and licking and spanking and tears that are to follow. If you must jump ahead, however, don't judge; you are in no position t...
Dan and Sandy's First Three-way Hi. I wanted to contribute to the board in some way and since someone has asked for details of our first three-way, well, here's our story. It might not be too exciting but here it is. I've been trying to get my wife, Sandy, into a three-way for more years than I want to say. I've always been a horn dog (thank you all boys C...
Epilogue For those of you who enjoy reading my story, I am sorry to report, this is not going to be a new chapter of fun and adventure, of anticipation and desires. It is simply the end, I believe. Let me explain. The last chapter was just my dream that took place a week before the new school year began. As the summer came to an end, Fe was worried about r...
Steph slid her tongue across the barrel's head and paused to flutter over the hole like a butterfly, and she absorbed the oil, the faint musk of sweat from where D had slung the .44 in his pants. Steph smiled up at him, and closed her mouth on the barrel and took the barrel five inches into her throat, moaning lowly as she rubbed her thighs together, grindin...
2003: L. D. Jansen stood on the steps of her apartment house, hands thrust into pockets as she watched the departing taxi glide down the block and turn the corner. She turned abruptly and strode purposefully into the building. Her concentration was such that she did not hear Dodge, the doorman as he bid her a good evening. Jon Dodge found the enigmatic wom...
I ran into D at a fetish event. We were both shocked to see each other; you see we had been neighbors about 20 years ago. It turns out She is a Sadistic Tease Domme, and I am a sub who loves strict bondage and extreme, prolonged, teasing torture scenes. We chatted a bit and exchanged information, then agreed to get together at a later date to talk and catch...
I was in my den writing on my latest novel when the phone interrupted my train of thought; annoyed with myself for having forgotten to turn the ringer off, I answered it with almost a growl in my throat, "Yes." It was my niece, my sister's oldest daughter, "Aunt M am I disturbing you?" she asked. I smiled; she always called me Aunt M from the days when she...