I was hard. There was a definite throbbing within My jeans, a pulsing echoing My heartbeat. The reason was the young Asian woman masturbating on the bed. Glancing at the clock, I saw that nearly fifteen minutes had passed since I had first ordered her to touch herself. Using one hand to rub her clitoris and the other hand to probe inside her wanton body, s...
The meeting had ended at least 15 minutes ago, yet I remain hanging in Anita's office closet, my clamped nipples burning as if there were on fire, my calves aching as I struggle to maintain my balance on these damn softballs under my feet, my arms numb in their unnatural position secured behind my back. I am desperate to be released, yet I know that even whe...
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed. My feet dangle, not even close to touching the floor and I swing my legs, watching my feet with their cute rainbow socks keep poking into view under my fluffy tutu. I'm focusing on that rather than my heart thumping as I listen for daddy coming up the stairs. I know I'm in trouble, knew from the moment he walked in the do...
This is story is a work of complete fiction and fantasy. This is the first time I am kind of tackling the subject of cuckolding and kind of writing it from the readers POV. Hope that you enjoy it. Feedback is always appreciated! NOTE: I would like to thank discreetmtg and AdrienneL for helping to edit this story. It's your wedding night. After a beautiful...
The week that followed was an incredibly slow one. On Monday, I kept expecting John to call me into his office. I even wore another on of my sexy lace getups, a bright red bra and panties set. But I didn't see him. The rest of the week followed in a similar fashion. I'd get to work bright and early, eager to start the day, trembling with anticipation at wh...
It was a few days after our threesome with Jim that Jenny surprised me again. She was really into sexual experimentation now that we had begun to swing. One Saturday morning we woke after a night of fantastic sex. We were both naked of course. I had the sheet and blanket covering me from the waist down. Jenny leaned over and we kissed wetly. She let her hand...
I stand back, admiring the view before me. You lay, sprawled on your stomach, in a spread-eagle position, completely open, completely vulnerable. Each wrist and ankle is tied securely to a bed post with a length of red silken rope. Although the knots are tied tightly, and you are unable to escape, with a quick tug, each rope will come free in an emergency....
Here I am again. Another Saturday night of me sitting in the gay bar trying to find my diamond in the rough. I guess I may be going about this wrong way, but something tells me I am going about it right. I have spent too many years dreaming about this, and my resolve to find him tonight will make it happen. "Hey Girl!" A familiar voice from behind me rings...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Carlotta Dickinson, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in Cedar City, Utah, and lived there with my parents, Charlene and Arthur Dickinson. My family was well-off, partly due to my father's real estate connections. I was raised in the Mormon faith, and traveled to Ontario, Can...
"There we go," she said, pulling the strap tight and buckling it with a flourish. "Comfortable?" The question was purely rhetorical. His comfort was not an issue. More to the point, she had filled his mouth with a ball gag so large that he could not even whimper around it, so large that he could not have forced it out even if it hadn't been strapped in. She...