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Bitchy Neighbor, Post Sybian

by HeathRowinOhio on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Lyn held the bag if ice between her legs, trying to ease the pain and the swelling of her pussy. She looked down and saw the stretched labia, obscenely open from the intense pounding of the ten by five inch rubber phallus. Her opening was more than the tight slit that her husband, Ob-Gyn, and those in her Vegas past admired. It looked as though she could s...

Mounted

by Caribbeanwoman on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Dusk had fallen, but we had reached our goal for today. The view from the ledge of the rock would provide the photos of the orange-gold haze of the setting sun against the vivid purple-violet sky. In our sweaty feverishness to capture this unique moment in time we had pushed ourselves to the limit to reach this vista. Now that the fingers of dark had stretch...

Dominant Returns for a Visit

by Icetiger1227 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Note: Thanks to a comment I have put together a second part to the first story. Please vote and leave feedback it is all helpful in further developements. Months have passed since we met that first time in the hotel an hours drive from your home. The few hours we spent together leaving its mark on both of us fight it as two people can only to realize the pu...

Dare Girl Goes Astray Ch. 02

by niteowl2003 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 2 'The Coin Tosses' Mistress Mandy, It is now Monday morning and I have received the full report of Cindy's dare which took place on Friday night. I have cause to speak to you in connection with our mutual sub Cindy, as you are fully aware I issued a dare to Cindy, for last Friday night, which it seems you chose to hi jack. Whilst I am not in the...

Bathroom Break

by la_suppleante on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

The bathroom echoes with the sounds of my arousal. Small, wet sounds from my throbbing cock as you milk pre cum from me, and rough, hoarse gasps as I start to pant in exertion. The bathroom is on the top floor of our office building, a floor that was closed for redecoration a while back. No one works up here now, so it's relatively safe, but still, there's n...

A Night Out

by DancingWithKafka on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Elle hadn't been to a bar in a very long time. Her work had been so busy lately; it must have been nearly a year since she tasted bad martinis under low lighting, watching men in ill-fitting suits sidling up to young girls in short dresses. She had already been approached twice in the first half-hour. One was at least a decade older, forty maybe. His breath...

Michael, My Sweet Whore! Ch. 01

by cnba on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Michael and Laurie had a dream life. They had married five years ago when they both were in their late twenties. Laurie was a slim, willowy woman with short light brown hair about 5' 7" tall and 120 lbs in weight. She worked out regularly and had a great figure, pert breasts with sensitive dark nipples, round firm ass and silky soft skin. Michael was a coupl...

I Can Smell Your Sex

by RelentlessPerversion on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

As a man, it's easy to be dominant. It's easy to take. It's much harder to give. And that is why my present position is a difficult one. Simply put, you are going to do whatever you want to me. And I'm going to let you. No, I'm not just going to let you, I'm going to beg for it. I'm going to beg for it because I want it, I want whatever you want to do to me....

Danielle & Jonathan: Bound

by Azhyre on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Jonathan was mildly surprised to discover that Danielle wasn't a control freak in her everyday life. In his experience, the more submissive a woman was in the bedroom, the more controlling she was everywhere else. He remembered one sub who had alphabetized the entire contents of her bedroom, shoes and beauty products included. That had been scary- particular...

Anticipation and Release

by sub_nikki on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She took one last walk around the room to make sure that everything was perfect. It had to be. Glancing nervously at the nightstand clock, the final ten minutes might as well be an hour. The music was low and sensual, as was the lighting. She remembered the hours she put in picking out just the right songs for this event. They all had to be smooth and rhyt...