'O' For Men The hum of the kazoo signified that the vigorous working in and out of the strap on dildo up Conan's arse had breached even his high pain threshold. Alexandra, still mindful of the occasion he had left her trussed her up for hours in darkness, gave one last sphincter stretching thrust before withdrawing the ersatz member. It was coated with rect...
My mistress liked to play games with me. Let me rephrase that, she liked to make me play games for her. OK, one more try, she liked to TORMENT me and often used games that were heavily weighed against me to do it. On Tuesday she told me to be ready for a new game this weekend, and to take care of myself so as not to get sick. She had me take zinc pills to b...
At first it was pure lust that attracted me to Nancy. Those big green eyes, beautiful red hair down to her shoulders, soft, yet perky b cup breasts with beautiful nipples poking out behind her blouse. Her ass was perfect too; that nice round bubble shape that looks so good in tight jeans. It didn't help that she had that soft southern accent, and seemed so d...
Chapter 1: Prelude/the first changes My fiance and i had just gotten back to our hotel room. We were on vacation in China and were really enjoying ourselves. "Baby", my girlfriend Laura spoke to me, "don't get mad but i got us a little... something." She held out her hand and revealed two tiny capsules with what looked like ground herbs i...
This story has with incestuous and homoerotic themes. If you are offended by such, do not read. This level of depravity is not to be taken lightly and the deeper down the rabbit hole you go the more you will find that may offend you. You have been warned! All characters in this story are over the age of 18. The entire story is fiction as are all characters....
Kinky Ai flounced boldly through the doors past the burly bouncers who always garnished the portals of Xana Du Delight Club. She was a very petite Japanese woman, approximately 24 years old but could easily pass for an 18-year-old. Her long, thick, jet-black hair was tied tightly into two braids with little "Hello-Kitty" berets. Her eyes were an exotic shade...
It had been a long day. I finally made it home after nearly twelve gruelling hours in the office. As I walked through the front door, all I could think about was ditching my shoes, grabbing a drink, and flopping down on the couch to relax. Imagine my frustration when, as I entered the kitchen, I saw my wife Sarah sitting at the table, a serious look in her e...
Australia in the 1960s, looking back on it now, seems very like America in the 1950s. We were prosperous, rather parochial and motivated by a mixture of complacency and paranoia. On one hand, people were content and pleased with their day-to-day lives, but on the other we had an exaggerated idea of the menace of Communism and other foreign evils. The Vietn...
I woke up on the couch in the middle of the night, about 1am. My head ached. My back was even worse. On the coffee table lay a tipped wine glass, stained red, alongside four empty bottles of pinot noir. My chest felt tight. I reached up and felt the strap of a bra. What? The activities of the night before came flashing back. The dressing up. The make-up. T...
Here I am once again needing to interview for a PA, what is it with these men that they can't stick a good position with a female boss. Do they feel emasculated, intimidated or brow beaten by a strong woman. I need my assistant to be ready for anything, anything that I might need him to do. I prefer male PAs because, well because I just do. He should be will...