*This is a work of fiction and fantasy. All characters are over 18 yrs old* Suddenly, I found myself in the dark looking down at the toilet and I was soaking wet. I realized I must have gotten up to pee and wasn't thinking, just acting on instinct. I broke out in tears and then hit the emergency call button. I was sobbing when I heard the door open and th...
Tammy and Mark were married not long after our wonderful weekend together. And of course we still all went out together, but we did spend more time with them at their new house. I noticed that Tammy seemed to be wearing less and less when we came over. Then one night she came to the door wearing only a very large men’s white dress shirt. She looked nice in...
My name is Jim. Celeste, my wife of thirty-two years, and I are almost exclusively ass fuckers. Anal intercourse for us is not a once in a while event, but our preferred method of expressing our deep commitment to and love for each other. This is for a very simple reason. Celeste would openly tell you that the weakest orgasm she experiences when I am in her...
Author's note: My other projects, some of which I really care about, have stalled due to the stresses of work and the obligations of study, but this little idea occurred to me and didn't take too much time out of my day - in fact, it took an hour to write, edit and submit. It's short but, I hope, sweet. ======== There were two threads descending from the...
I'm reading when you come into the room, wearing my t-shirt... I can tell by the outlines of your nipples, perky and poking against the fabric, that you wear no bra. You lower yourself to my lap and we begin kissing... The feeling of your body so intimately against mine, the wetness of your kisses, is so arousing... My hand naturally goes to your knee an...
It is time. As you were told in the IRC message, you punch in the code and enter the hotel room at 8:00 p.m. precisely. Looking around, you see a masseur couch placed precisely in the centre of the room, the gleaming white walls reflecting a long bench occupying one wall. Stepping nearer you see a sheet covering two trays and are tempted to explore what is u...
We met last year at a Christmas party, her wit and sense of humor matched mine perfectly. After the party, we exchanged emails and often talked on the phone, getting to know each other intimately. Both married, it started as a friendship, meeting for coffee or lunch and eventually turned into something much, much more. One of her emails sticks in my mind, "I...
The Second Session: Understandably, Carrie anticipated our second visit to Olga with mixed emotions. Indeed, she both desired and feared the experiences to which she knew Olga would submit her body. Thinking, perhaps unconsciously, that maximizing her vulnerability might influence Olga to be gentler, Carrie, after performing her usual washing and shaving, sp...
Eve slept restlessly on the bearskin rug. She was sore and exhausted. She half woke wondering what Master Stephen had meant when He said she would be "rewarded". It was HE who had mentioned the "reward" and not her Master. The fire was crackling behind her as she lay, half listening to the conversation. The voices of the Free People seemed distant and indist...
When performing the following, make sure that your fingers are well lubricated. There is nothing more uncomfortable (and painful) than a dry finger roughly rubbed across a woman's clitoris or pushed inside. In most cases, proper foreplay stimulating a woman's erogenous zones will usually avoid the problem of dryness. Nevertheless, it never hurts to keep a "t...