Me, My wife and an Anal Impaler Backstory: I went on the extreme restraints website to see sex toys and the reviews on some products were just their experience with the product and this is where I got the idea for this story. My wife Jess and I have been together for 9 years, we have a great sex life but we wanted to take it to the next possible level....
My Goddess gave me another assignment over the weekend to go to a chat room and find a cock to suck. Getting the assignment to begin with was humiliating. I envisioned myself meeting some guy in an alley or in his car and sucking him off for her. Just to search for someone and ask them was a challenge. I had never done it before, didn't know how to go about...
The wimp, I, woke on my bed, as the leaves outside my window waved, welcoming the morning breeze. Typical of a summer sun rise, one I had seen so many times. The cool wind, rustling through the semi dry leaves, coaxing my eyes open, as they burnt from the salt of tears, long dried over the night. I turned on my back, too weary to get up and close the window....
The trip back to the room was embarrassing given I was coated with the cum of my new Master. I rushed back and within seconds of arriving, my phone went off. The text read, Dearest white slut, please provide an inventory of the sex toys that were brought with you. It is now 4:00 and I expect you and your small dicked cuckold husband to join us on the beach...
Are you sure that this is what you want, my beautiful and sexy wife Lynn said to me. I think so, was my reply to her question. You see, I came home from work last Tuesday and found that my wife had discovered my collection of stories and other down loadings from the Internet. She had apparently viewed and read all or most of the articles that I had saved on...
Summary: Straight married man sacrifices wife to his black Master. Note 1: This story is dedicated to goamz86 and in making one of his fantasies as real as possible. Note 2: Thanks to goamz86, Robert, Wayne for editing this series. Note 3: Although this story is mostly a GAY interracial story, it is really a much deeper story about one man's lengthy jo...
There is no proper place to put this story. It's more of a description of what actually happened, not a piece of fiction. If I put it in "Loving Wives," I'm sure to be bombarded with insults and complaints. It doesn't belong in the gay section either. I don't even think I'm bisexual. I've decided to place it in the "Fetish" section. I'm sorry if you don't ag...
Lilly instructed me to go upstairs and strip, and to remove my wig. "I have to get some bags out of my car. I want you naked and in the shower when I come back." I did as I was told. I was in a bit of a fog. I was now going beyond what I'd ever contemplated. Even if I'd worked up the courage to tell Lilly the truth, the most I'd have hoped for was the occas...
Heather was already out of bed when I woke up. That was strange in itself, because she hated getting up in the mornings. I was usually up at 5. I would go over to my wife's house, get my kids ready for school, cook breakfast and get them out the door and get back in time to wake Heather up, against her will, in time for her to be at work at 10 or, more often...
Note: All characters are 18 y/o or older ----- "Will Madam be taking breakfast and evening meal with us?" Madam Poutville enquired to the Ashton's at the front desk. "Both," smiled Belinda Ashton. "As you wish Madam, do you require Helga to help with your bags?" Belinda shook her head. "Robert can manage." "As you wish, Madam. Please be aware that husb...