The back story I found my wife Carol through a dating website. She'd been in an abusive relationship before we met and realised I was not going to be any kind of threat in that way. I'd been single for a year or two and didn't want to jeopardise our relationship by explaining to her that I had a cross dressing and foot/shoe fetish. She's a few years older t...
He grinned with devious intentions as he read her reply to his questions on the BDSM Dungeon. The woman who called herself "AMF" was indeed very kinky. She liked to have someone force her to do stuff that she wanted to do, but also feared. She had fantasies where someone abducted her and made her service him and his friends. The Taskmaster thought that might...
This story took place many years ago when we were young. I met my wife, Doreen, when she was nineteen and although she admitted to having had sex with one or two men before me, as the years passed, she kept telling me another story about other men she had been with until there must have been at least fifty she had had sex with before me. So when we were m...
It took me a while to recover. I lay there in what felt like a state of animation, voices in the back ground, giggling and laughing. But after a few more moments of that, I began hearing other sounds. Soft mewls of delight, moans...groans, gasps of breath...panting. Those were soon followed up by liquid sounds, squishy sounds, slippery sounds. I opened my ey...
The first clue was the blow job. A blow job was always the first clue. Perhaps he had become resigned to the situation, but David was enjoying the blowjob far too much to become angered by the implications. The videotape of DEEP THROAT which had been a frequent guilty pleasure when he was a teenager had inspired an obsession. For nearly two decades David had...
Lois loved the way it felt having Dennis's hard cock plunging into her. She in one of her favorite love-making positions, lying on her side, her back to him, bent slightly forward. Their bodies slapped together and Lois continued to moan as Dennis's swollen lance plumbed her depths, driving her wild. "Dennnissss!!! Oh, Dennnnissssss!!! Yessssss!!! Yessssss!...
Chapter 4: Doreen And so, Malcolm went on his way, and Esme went hers. He left that fall for college, heading towards the University of Oregon, with an undeclared major. It was hard on his mom when he left. Since his dad bolted, she was dependent on him, liked having him around. She still dated, hell she was a good looking woman and had friends, but he was...
Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, h...
The thing I loved about my shower was that it was very large, spacious enough to accommodate four people comfortably, with two separate showerheads. You could even have a 'mini' bath, though that wasn't what it was specifically designed for of course. Now laying in about three inches of nice warm water, Bella straddled me. It's hard to even begin to describ...
WTF? What's going on here? Why am I strapped down in this chair? Fuck my head is fuzzy. Why does my face feel cold and sticky? The room smells like sex, where am I? Shit, it looks like my guest room. Where's my wife? Where's Doreen? I'm 41 and married to the most beautiful woman I know. Course she's very high maintenance, daddy's little angel you know? I me...