All content of this story is copyright {2014} by Desired_Temptation and is my intellectual property. This is purely a work of fiction and fantasy and all characters are eighteen years old or older. None of the events exist or have ever happened. This story is not to be redistributed under any circumstances without my express written permission. ______Chapt...
Alex pulled the car to the front of Bistro Modello as his girlfriend languidly dismounted from her bull in the backseat of her car. Alex's poor, denied cock pressed hard against its cage. He shifted uncomfortably, not just from the chastity device which had become standard attire for him, but for the still-wet thong he was forced to wear under his uniform by...
There are articles in abundance on what women want and need. There was even a movie recently, with Mel Gibson, about our secret feminine thoughts and desires, men spend hours trying to figure us out and what we need, but do we try to figure them out? You don’t see many about what men need and want, and they can be as mysterious to us, as we are to them. All...
Chapter 3: The Hunger Nancy was "riding the hairbrush." That's what she called it. She was lying on her bed, naked, on her back. Her feet were flat on the sheets, with her knees up and spread wide. Her right hand was holding on to the bristles of her plastic hair brush, with the round, ridged handled jammed deep into her pussy. She needed the stimulation t...
She'd always loved to run, but over the past few days it had become a necessary therapy. He was inside her head now and try as she might, she couldn't run far enough to escape him. The best she could do was turn the music up to 10 on her walkman and run until her thighs and calves locked up in agony and her breath poured from her lungs like a searing liquid....
Although safe sex is not mentioned in my story for creative purposes, rest assured that we always use protection. The remainder of the story is true with the exception that names have been changed to protect the naughty. I would also like to take the time to thank those of you who have left me some very encouraging and helpful comments regarding previous sto...
(A Dylan James Story) Dylan pulled his big F150 pickup into the empty parking spot in front of the small city park in Ojai. He had just driven up from LA by the back route coming through Moorpark, Fillmore and Santa Paula on his way to join up with the 101 just south of Santa Barbara. It was one of his favorite drives and always relaxed him as he left the h...
Chapter 11: Magic Car-Pit Ride The summers heat finally caught up with me, smothered me, as if I needed more misery. I was squeezed into a very small space and looked up at my Mistress from between her legs. She held her head in the open window, allowing the wind to blow through her hair as we raced to where ever it was we were going. I'd never been to my M...
The skinny girl, the one with the bony hips and the tits that looked like they got stuck on afterwards with modeling clay, just read you a list of your faults - I mean, like a list written on one of those long sheets of yellow paper with the blue and red lines for Pete's sake - and you tell her to go to hell, as politely as possible. And as you walk down her...
"Have you ever thought about, sharing our bed with another man?" Melanie was stunned by this totally out of the blue question asked by her husband Sam. "What the hell made you ask that, Sam? We've just made love and you ask me that ...why?" "I've just had this weird idea in my head for the last few weeks about it. What would it be like to share you with a...