To establish context, you can read part 1 of this series, in which my wife and I start experimenting with Devotional Sex. Over the course of the next few months, my wife and I experimented with this new dynamic further. Not allowing myself to orgasm during sex had many immediate benefits. First, I had a lot more energy. I was also able to use that energy m...
************************* This began as a little side note in a story me and an online partner were working on that she demanded I expand upon. She seemed thrilled with it, so now I'm hoping you all might enjoy it a bit. Over all, it's a world of Super Heroes. Myself and my partner were to play villains. Mine (which is discussed in the beginning of this st...
I'm wearing my best suit - midnight blue, tailor made, perfect. I adjust my cufflinks as I survey the bar of the International hotel. It's the kind of bar where buying more than one drink necessitates a meeting with a Financial Advisor - expensive-looking drinks, expensive-looking decor, and expensive-looking people. She must be one of them. I've never actu...
Today's adventure begins when meet at a local hotel. You have texted me to tell me where and in what room, where you are waiting. When I get to your door, you take me into your arms and kiss me gently. I love the way your eyes light up when we kiss. It always makes me wonder what is in store after the kisses. Instead of jumping right into bed, which we bot...
*AFTER* "What happened after you gathered your army?" asked Luan softly as she looked deep into her lover's eyes. Her gaze told Daire that this time she might truly be recognizing who he was, and putting the pieces together in her own mind. It had taken five years to get this far with her, after rescuing Luan and then experiencing the final blast that sent...
She had heard of the magic wand, had even seen it on occasional ventures to the darker side of the internet, but she had never experienced one. She heard a loud droning as the switch flicked and the electric massager's engine roared to life. The very sound of it was intense. He took his time, sizing her up with his eyes, enjoying her squirming as he decided...
When I woke, Master was gone, but there was a note taped to the door. "Good morning slut. Put on the clothes on the desk and crawl to the front door, you will wait there for me on your hands and knees, legs wide, facing the door. You will not move until you are ordered to. Master." The "clothes" hardly deserved the word. The tail, the tiniest skirt I hav...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. The diaries are now in the National Archives. As explained in the previous stories, the school was founded by Professor Alphonse Rotenberg in 1891 to instruct the daughters of rich and titled families in the finer arts of sex. It was w...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. Things returned to normal in Mother Mistress's household following Susan's and Patrick's initiation into...
She waited for him to get there, to pick her up at her dorm. Tonight she would do it, she would finally give herself to him. Fear and lust fought within her, sending quivers all through her body as she imagined finally loosing it, the virginity that she had so carefully maintained for 19 years, her love and lust finally overcoming her fear and reticence. Whi...