All sex in this story is between consenting adults. So is the violence believe it or not. Before you send in comments about how far-fetched it is, I know. I wrote the fucking thing after all. This story will not appeal to the extreme BTBs or RAACs. I suggest they don't read it. ++++++++++++++++++++++ I checked out my husband sitting next to me on the co...
[The story so far: I've recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son by myself. After a long abstinence, I've met a woman (Angela) and we've been indulging in anal sex, new to both of us. Then one night, the babysitter (Samantha) that normally looks after my son had stayed the night to give her father, a widow, the house to himself on his first date sin...
"We have to stop!" she said. She said it very sharply. "Um, okay," I said. "We can stop." I held her by the waist and tried to make eye contact, but she wouldn't look at me. She pulled my hands off and flung them away. "I'm sorry," I whispered, withdrawing arms. "Have I hurt you?" "No," she said, her voice breaking. She buried her face in her hands in ob...
Mailgirl Number Thirteen knelt, naked, on the middle of a well-decorated office on the 26th Floor of US Financial Plaza. Her head was bowed, and she stared emptily at a point on the carpet a few feet in front of her; a mailgirl dared not to make eye contact with her superiors without express permission. Her arms were behind her, her right hand locked around...
Chapter 5: Rebecca submits "God, you look rough," Sally murmured. "Want me to hold the taxi when it arrives? Won't take you long to freshen up..." "Didn't get much sleep," Thomas grumpily offered by way of explanation. What else could he say? Erika fucked me all night? That woman was insatiable. It must have been around five o'clock before she allowed h...
Paddy Gets Another Call After Tina had left I felt exhausted and badly needed to sleep, not surprising, I suppose, when you consider what had just transpired between us. My studio apartment was equipped with a drop down double bed cleverly concealed behind a panel in the wall and required only a minimal rearranging of the seating in order to deploy it. I we...
A story of how Alan and I reignited the flames of passion in our stale marriage. Alan and I were to soon "celebrate" our twenty-fifth anniversary. I put that in quotation marks for a reason – there really wasn't much to celebrate. Neither of us bothered to speak about it, much less make any special plans. I knew that he would order flowers for me and he kne...
This is a story that explores the dark side of one woman’s desperate search for a lover who could light her fire. To skip directly to her eventual submission to her dominant lover would not to do justice to the depth of that desperation. Accordingly, much of this lengthy first chapter is devoted to an understanding of the frustrations that gripped Rose Anne’...
This Joanie story is about Joanie's Spring Break her senior year in college. Remarkable, a few of her more wild sexual fantasies from high school actually come true, no matter how wild they are. *********** My senior year in college I was single. I had broken up with my true love Mike and with his misogynist cousin, Philip the banker, who had been using my...
Chapter 7 "From Slave Wife to Slut Wife" My name is Karen. I'm a slut wife. A real one. The kind who will do whatever my husband orders, whenever he orders it, to whomever he orders. Some on this forum have called me a fake. Some think I'm the work of a guy, just getting his jollies by pretending to be a woman who acts out his fantasies. I'm not. I am a m...