I knew you meant business when you called me. And, you showing up at the door, wearing clothes proves further proves to me we have "business" to tend to. . . You greet me warmly; although I am nervous yet excited. . .I know I have been oh so naughty, so bad. . .and the time has come. I try to make some simple talk. You are still polite, answering me wit...
Hello again, This is another chapter in an ongoing reminiscence about our group approach to higher education. It is meant to be fun and, hopefully, a little spicy. If some of this reflects your experiences and tastes, feel free to e-mail or let this inspire you to tell your story here.... ***** MARGARET I suppose I should explain Margaret, as much as I...
My wife of five years, Rachel, never ceases to amaze me. Just when I think that things are becoming mundane, BAM, she kicks it up a notch. Lately, it's been several notches at once. It wasn't too long ago that she found my stash of porn. There were loads (and when I say loads, I mean LOADS) of movies, stories, pictures and the like. Needless to say, she was...
He hadn't expected her to fight back. The futile struggles that she put up in her apartment all weekend were just that, futile struggles. They had both known that she was no match for him. He was a good foot taller than her and out-weighed her by at least 150 lbs. Which caused him to completely forget rule one, 'When dealing with a new slave never let your g...
The cab drops you off in front of the club. It's early yet, but even so, there is a line forming to get in. The low thumping of bass can be felt even through the thick wall and every time the door opens to let someone else in, the building screams out a staccato snarl. Waiting in line, you look around at the fellow club goers. Smoothly dressed gentlemen with...
The first year of my sluthood was my most active. At age thirty-five, my lifetime total of sex partners was seven men. When I reached thirty-six, my total was twenty-seven. I had sex with twenty men in one year. Why did I become a slut? I mentioned in a previous chapter that a hysterectomy destroyed my hopes for children. The hysterectomy liberated me from...
Hair tickles my bare back as you move my locks aside to place a whisper of a kiss between my shoulder blades. I grumble loudly upon waking, it's too early. I try to bury myself deeper into the pillow as your arm snakes around cupping my breast beneath me; claiming yours. I refuse to open my eyes. I lay quietly preparing myself for your next move. Light breat...
I should have known that he was up to something when I saw him wearing a long rain-coat on a hot humid afternoon. Sure, it had rained earlier in the day and it was still cloudy, but it definitely didn't look like it was going to rain again. He probably prefers wearing it to carrying it, I thought to myself. He was tall, 6'3" or 6'4" and well built. He had a...
It was a dark and stormy night.... He showed up at my doorstep hours before it started to pick me up to take me to the hotel. We've been fucking and playing pretty much nonstop since then. My fear of storms have been clouded by lust. His skillful fingers moving in and out of my cum filled pussy to keep me distracted. "You know, you can stop playing wit...
Well my mistress wanted me to post this short story of my latest sissy humiliation for even more humiliation so here goes... So it was a typical Saturday and I was on my way over to my mistresses' house, she wanted me there bright and early. I arrived at her house promptly at 4:00am and when I arrived I was informed that I would be spending the entire weeke...