I thought I was going to have a quiet Sunday... Boy was I wrong! I get up to answer the phone, my pantyhose swishing as I walk... I love wearing my Wolford seamless to bed! I glance at the alarm clock along the way, and my blood boils as I notice it reads 3:12am! I grab the phone and yell "WHAT!?" into it. It's the weekend lead salesman. He tells me there...
I was sitting in my chair. My arms folded tightly against my chest. My legs were crossed and perched up on my desk. The only sound heard in the room was the sound of my latex boots rubbing together. My slave was late. Knock... Knock I didn't move from my position. "Come in Slave" My slave walked in the door. He was naked with his head hung low in front o...
Letter from the Author: This story is about a very dominating young man who takes advantage of older vulnerable women. There is humiliation and degradation in it. It is just fiction. It is not about hating women or anything of the like. It turns me on to write and read about this, and I hope you too. If this is not your cup of tea, please find another story....
This story contains pervasive same-sex action, cuckolding, and rough sex. If that's not your cup of tea, please feel free to pass over it. If these things do tickle your fancy (or something else) please leave a comment or send me a message: I'd love to hear what you think. 11. Jack and Allison decided to take a dip in the pool after Debbie left. Since All...
I called her number and she said come to room 269 and the door will be unlocked. Enter and close the door. Do not say a word go into the bathroom and close the door. There will be a note instructing you what to do next. Now this puzzled me and thrilled me at the same time. I found my way up the stairs to the room. Sure enough the door was unlocked. I entered...
It was a beautiful day in late spring and my husband and I were going on a trip out of town for the weekend. We have been together for 17 years and while things have always been good in our sexual relationship, we have from time to time tried to spice things up. Before this trip I thought I would try something that I never had before. I bought a longhaired...
True to her word, Britney did not come to me on Thursday. She was not home all day. Friday, she was home for a while but still she did not come to me. The weekend and then the Monday holiday, she did not call or come to me. I'm too old to wait long. Her body was magical and her taste was worth years of my life. But she was not surrendering. It was too much o...
Before reading this, I would like to say that this is the second part to my other story "Fulfilling My Wife's Cuckquean Fantasy" and I recommend you read this first before reading this one. There are a couple of references that you will not get if you don't read the first one and you'll also have a better appreciation for the story—or at least that's how I'm...
If the police investigated sexual accidents like traffic accidents, I wonder who they would find at fault in last nights pile up? I think it was almost like one of those insurance scams where the bad guys cut you off and then slam on the brakes so you can't help but rear end them, except it was my husband who rear ended me. The guys had definitely been delic...
The Kid met me at my car and we walked up the steps to his apartment. He's 20, he's a boy, and his dad is currently occupying his living room; needless to say I was terrified of what I would see when he opened the door. The first thing I saw was a full sized blow up mattress on the floor, a TV on mute, and piles of clothes; a couch shoved against the wall, b...