Chris sat at his desk, his leg nervously bouncing up and down. It was January 2nd, he hadn't seen Cat since Christmas. Their busy schedules just didn't allow it. But now, with the holidays over and going back to a normal work schedule, their paths were sure to cross. He glanced at the clock. It was only 7:15 and the office was eerily quiet. Unlike when the...
I open my email and see a message from you and immediately click on it. To: Abby From: Al March 21, 2013 9:00am Subject: Service Your services are required at the Adolphus Hotel room 2014. You'll be there on your knees waiting for me at noon during your lunch hour. Make arrangements that you'll be having a long lunch and will be late returning to the...
Do you remember the day I milked you? The day you came so many times me that you swore you'd be sore for days? Mmmm I know I do. It all started one day that you came to my office. You see I specialize in helping sexy young men like yourself with your sexual hang ups (so to speak). When you come visit me you know that you will leave your inhibitions at the do...
Debbie had been getting ready for this reunion for nearly a year. She had missed her 20th reunion because her then-husband was a jealous possessive jerk that wouldn't let her go. She'd made it to ten and fifteen, but hadn't been to another of her high-school reunions in ten years. She was really excited about it making it to this reunion, and had seriously a...
I was sitting on the bench near the lake taking my lunch break. I enjoyed coming to the lake this time of the year. The day was beautiful. Early spring with a slight breeze blowing, just enough to keep me cool and yet still enjoy the warm feel of the sun upon my skin. The break from the office was nice and more importantly I enjoyed the scenery in the form o...
His e-mail surprised me. He said his name was Max. And that he was a middle-aged man living in London. And that he had a slave, a woman named Jan, who he wanted to give me as a gift. Like many of us who have written erotic stories and posted them on the net over the years, I had grown somewhat accustomed to receiving e-mails from people who had read my stor...
My cell ringer woke me and as I grabble for it I knocked it off the night stand; by the time I retrieved it from the floor the call had gone to voice mail. I could see from the caller ID that Ginger was calling me. A minute later I got notification that I had a voice mail. Her message was. "Allen its Ginger give me a call when you get the message." When I...
The Owner knew why he wanted those wrought iron bedposts in all luxurious exec suites in all of his hotels. Those bedpost had many interesting functions. And he was utilizing one of those right now. He lay naked, wearing favorite collar, spread-eagled on his bed, shiny steel leg spreader holding his legs apart. Then he tied his legs to bed posts for good m...
Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...
My lovely Indian wife Geeta has been very bold and seductive in bed since we had our adventure with Indian bull as per our last story. Just to give everyone a background, we had a one-off meet with a guy in hotel which rejuvenated our sex life. Geeta, 5'8, young shy Indian wife was starting to dress sexy and be more provocative. However, she resisted the id...