Trouble was, she liked being fucked. Liked being fucked hard, by men who didn't try to be nice. Nice men were sweet, but they couldn't fuck her right - not unless she could make them angry - sometimes this worked. She had found out early about herself - knew then that she was going to be a slut. She loved everything about it, but most of all, she liked b...
Restraint Is A Dish Best Served In Rope and Dominance. Nothing is ever more pleasing then being welcomed with open arms when arriving at my Master's domain. Especially when I'm on all fours, eyes fixed to the ground, his frame in front of me and looking up, begging to rise. On his command to do so Master pulls from behind him rope. Beautiful, sensual and...
The next morning I woke up to my mother knocking on my door. She stuck her head in as I pulled the covers off, "Hey sunshine, I just wanted to let you know that I'm headed into town, then to the club and won't be back till later; lunch with the girls and all that. Your car is in the drive and your dad got it all ready to go. So, stop by the shop and thank hi...
This is in the same series as other stories featuring my Lilith character. ***** Lilith sat on upon her onyx chair underneath the gaze of a dragon's skull attached to wall. She was hoping for a nice, relaxing day of nothing, just sitting down and alone with her thoughts but that was short lived as she could hear thumping coming from behind the walls. Very...
The preparation has been completed and he retreats to his place of concealment. Feeling he has not overlooked a single detail and that she will play into his plans, he settles in for the wait. The anticipation of what is to come will stoke the fire within him while he waits and watches. Speaking of watching, he moves slightly to his left, so that he has a cl...
Birgit is waiting for me when I get in from work. A blonde Swedish beauty, wearing a long black silk robe. She has made me a whiskey and dry ginger, and serves it to me as I sit down in my favourite armchair. Then she takes out a little blue lozenge, places it on her tongue. Looking me in the eyes, challenging, alluring, she advances on me. She climbs deftly...
Acknowledgement: The author wishes to express gratitude to sluts throughout the world for their inspirational example. To the selective, to the promiscuous, to the queer, to the cum-hungry- To sluts everywhere, this story of OFS (Our Favorite Slut) is respectfully dedicated. If I have overlooked any sizable group of sluts, I apologize. - The Author Par...
The day was fucking hot, Typical Southern California weather. I had been here a week and still wasn't used to the heat. San Francisco could get warm but not like this. Our saucy Mandy Collins had been the perfect host. Dinners, workouts, massages, and of course, fucking. Platinum haired Mandy had drained my ballsack several times a day for the last week. S...
Chapter Fourteen: Home, Bitter Home Evenings were hell, a return to loneliness, a self-imposed solitary confinement. Returning home was the equivalent of lowering myself into a dark insect infested pit. It was a deep well with a dank and slimy interior. I had no interests or hobbies and now no appetite outside Biprods Incorporated. I existed solely for Ms....
I couldn't believe what my beautiful wife had said the night before as I sat at our kitchen table eating breakfast. Yes, it had been the hottest night of sex we had experienced in our brief marriage but the fact she wouldn't let me fuck her pussy made no sense. After all, we had just started to try to get pregnant. I started humming to myself the Stones tu...