His name was Ben. Tall, at least a few inches over six feet, his height, coupled with his broad shoulders and well-built body always made me feel small. Safe. Maybe even a little helpless. We struck up an acquaintance at work; both of us bartenders at a local pub. He struck me as arrogant, cocky, self-involved. Not my type. In retrospect, It was actually t...
Clara knew she was in trouble the moment she stepped into his study. He gave her specific instructions through the site. She was with the Submissive for Hire group for a few years now. Most would confuse it for an escort agency, it was in some way not at all that. People and their bloody opinions could fuck off for all that she cared. The email dated two d...
This story is about my second sexual adventure which happened after 3 years from my first one (please do read part 1 of my sexual journal). It does have some context pertaining to my sexual abstinence and my frequent self-lust and teasing. My family (parents and I - I'm the only son), decided to visit Pune to meet friends and relatives over the winter break...
It has been two days since my first real play-session with my girlfriend. And oh my, was it two very long days since then. My hope that living my fantasy would reduce my horniness and leave me free to think about other stuff was absolutely crushed. I couldn't stop thinking about it, about her. About her thighs, the change of her tone when she commanded me, t...
Christian came home after a long day of work, intending to relax and forget about the day. As an attorney who was on trial for the week, it had been an especially grueling time. He walked in the front door of his condo, with its panoramic views of the city and kicked off his dress shoes. As he looked around he noticed something was off. There was a bowl o...
Author's Note: This story contains futa/futanari, lesbian, fantasy and Female on Male sex. If that's not your thing, well, you were warned. All Characters are over 18 years old. Feedback always welcome. Enjoy! ***** That being said, Vrida walks over to the stunned woman who's hands are busy beneath her tattered excuse for clothes. She looks down at the Hum...
"90's goth, I like it. Too many of these people are borderline emo looking," she complimented, sitting next to him at the bar. "Ah yeah, thanks. I just prefer the look I grew up with," he looked at my pair of Tripps and Anarchy boots. "Same, look," she stood up, presenting herself; black miniskirt, Mary Jane boots, flannel shirt and push-up bra. "You like?...
It had started with a joke. The three of them were in the hot tub together on a steamy night when Kayley said she was so hot, she was dripping with sweat. "Why don't you take your top off?" Brian joked. "Sure," she said. "I was just kidding." "So what? It's not like you haven't seen my tits before." That was true. A decade earlier—long before she had met...
Madison Kenny bad been born into what she knew had to be the most boring town in the Country. The tiny town lay an hour South of Lincoln, Nebraska and was notable for its agriculture and its soul-crushing lack of anything else of note. Everything interesting was at least an hour away by car and the only attraction to speak of was the corn maze her family ran...
We held hands as we kissed, and my well-developed breasts pressed against him the first time I made him cum in his diaper. In our senior year, everyone at school new about Bobby's damaged bladder that required him to wear diapers. He had some friends, but he steered clear of girls like me who intimidated him. He had caught my attention though during PE where...