I sit in my comfortable leather armchair and watch you. You are kneeling on the carpet some three metres in front of me. The sunlight from the window shines on your hair which is swept back from your face into a ponytail. You are wearing a white see through baby doll nightdress and white ankle socks. Your hands are tied behind your back with a white silk sto...
I went home and, like every day, he was there on the couch, relaxing from a long day. I smiled and went to him. I always go straight home because I'm a slave to our routine, which I can't believe happens to me. I walk up to him and bend over and give him a little kiss. Then right away I drop down to my knees, between his, and before I've taken off my coat or...
Chapter 1 Relax "I'll never go away." "You'll never get away," he said darkly. His threat made me catch my breath. Was that true? Would I truly never get away? Would I really be stuck here forever? He pulled me against his body roughly, holding me tight. His lips and nose ran the length of my neck. When he reach my ear, he bit it lightly. But I didn'...
A few years ago when my wife and I started to experience a decline in our sex life, I turned to the internet as many men in my situation do. I did the usual perusing of nude websites, looking at pictures of porn stars and such but eventually settling into viewing real wives posted by husbands and boyfriends. I began thinking about posting my wife's photos bu...
"Relax, hon. It's just a bet. Besides, this will be fun!" Samantha could barely contain her excitement as she led me from the living room back to her bedroom. I had just lost another poker hand, and this time we had started daring each other do to things instead of playing for money. I got dared to dress up in Samantha's clothes by her friend Julie, who had...
The paperwork was recorded and I was officially single - again. My marriage was over more then a year ago but neither of us was willing to admit it. We tried everything - counseling, workshops, retreats, romantic getaways - nothing worked. The only woman I wanted to be with wanted me too. The only problem was that she wasn't my wife. She was married to a guy...
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...
He stood, leaning on the bars, his eyes following my wife as we made it to the dance floor. I swear I saw a large bulge shift in his pants. I whispered to my wife, casually trying to play it off. At first she didn't notice him, until he reached down to adjust himself, causing her to blush and turn quickly in embarrassment as he smiled and winked. I admit I...
The idea for these narratives started as talks with my wife about my sex drive vs. hers. She holds the viewpoint that I am somewhat overly focused on sex at our age, which is for us, early our 50s. We have had many discussions and comparing of experiences, what it all that talking actually accomplished is yet to be seen. What I Learned in College- Ch. 3.1 –...
So Francesco's girl friend Michelle worked at a ladies' or girl's wear boutique, and when her hours and Master's free time coincided we went there. She was petite in stature, short blond hair, green eyes, slim and small breasted. She was dealing with a customer when we walked in, Tark wearing army fatigues and t-shirt to reveal his muscularity, and I wore no...