1. It was all my fault, I knew, but that didn't make it easier to accept. If I hadn't been talking on the phone I wouldn't have scraped my car on the way back in the drive again. I got out of the car to look at the not very long scrape along the black paint of the passenger side. What made it worse was that Paul, my husband was looking out of the window and...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
When my telephone rang, it was the call I had been expecting. "Sir," came the quavering voice, "I have been very bad and I deserve to be punished." "Maggie!” I thundered into the telephone. "How many times have I told you about that? Now I am going to come over there and whip your ass, and then punish you some more. You just wait until I get through with yo...
I woke up to the sound of our neighbors pulling up into their driveway. The car's headlights briefly penetrated the roman shades, casting shadows on the dark bedroom ceiling. I turned on my side, one hand tucked under my pillow and the other, fondling Ryan's bare chest. I watched it rise and fall in sync with his deep breathing. His handsome face was calm an...
My mum split from my dad when I was sixteen and after a succession of boyfriends she recently started dating a guy called Vern. Big Vern as I called him worked in the British Army, stationed in the North of England. They met through the internet. The first time they saw each other mum and I travelled up by train and stayed at his house in the barrack grounds...
Again Thanks to Bron Zeage got Editing this Merci monsieur Fran. * Descent into Adultery and S/M Final Regis finally smells a rat. For the rest of the week, I tried to come to grips with my feelings. I did not understand at all what had got into me. Not only had I cheated with Marcel multiple times, I submitted to punishment and a gang bang to please...
Bob During the day when Carole was out with the guys fishing and I was golfing with Marco I couldn't really keep my mind on my golf and although I am a pretty good club player Marco beat me comprehensively. The only thing that kept my mind off what Carole could be up to was the fact that I had to take photographs and notes on the two courses and clubs for m...
I'm a 37-year-old white guy called Nick and I'm happily married with two children. I currently work for a major financial services company in London, England. Life is good, very good in fact. I'm in a well-paid highly respected senior role looking after all the ex-pat traders who come to work here from all over the world. I get plenty of freedom at both work...
I had developed quite a reputation among the community of men who frequented the adult bookstores in my city. I was almost always recognized by someone as soon as I entered the place. By now, most everyone knew not to bother trying to suck me. I wasn't there for that. I was there for one reason; to suck cock and receive cum. On rare occasions, after taking a...
"Ready for adventure?" That was the last text she sent before going into the bar. It captioned the pic she sent; her hair long and hanging over her bare shoulders, her light, black off-the- shoulder cotton sundress with gathered fringe about the neck and sleeve line. Her eyes were bright with excitement for the adventures that may await her. Naughty adventu...