The Box had been absent from their lives for a time. Nevertheless they had delighted in each other. Recently, he had placed her on a very strict no-touch regime, going deeply into teasing and denying her, excruciatingly so. Night after night he himself would edge her, demand she report how close she was to orgasm, take her close, closer, again and again, wh...
"But don't you find it just a tad bit strange?" Cliff Clayton asked his wife, Susan. Even though they were sitting knee to knee on rickety kitchen chairs, they barely could see each other through the decorated and lit pine branches. Two bushy Christmas trees, enveloping the room in a strong, eerily light, were positioned in the small living room, in opposite...
I woke up slumped on the floor, naked, my cock flaccid, the memory of that incredible orgasm still fresh in my mind. You were still there, lounging on a comfortable chair, legs crossed, one stiletto heel dangling, watching me with a mix of amusement and affection. "Good morning, sleeping beauty," you said. I shook my head to clear it, and stood up slowly....
Connie paid the barista, grabbed the two mochas she ordered, and headed back to her seat. Elliot was waiting for her, all but sulking in his chair. He'd been in a gloomy mood for the past couple of days, and she knew why. She couldn't really blame him. She reached out to hand him his mocha, but he wasn't paying attention. His neck was craned down, looking a...
He wondered if this would be the day as he lay there and let her strap him down to the table. She sat down next to him when she was done, pulling a small table next to her. Silently she traced her nails across his skin. Stopping occasionally to tweak his nipples. After a few minutes she stopped and broke the silence. "Shall we begin?" "Yes. Please Mistress,...
When my wife first told me she was interested in BDSM, I didn't know how to react. I didn't know much about it but I knew I didn't want to hurt her. After some conversations and research, we started trying things weekly. To my surprise, I'm enjoying it. I've learned that even when I'm "hurting" her, I'm not actually hurting her. I'm giving her enjoyment. She...
For much of this year, I was trading some rather interesting IMs with a friend halfway around the world. Because of the time difference, we are rarely ever on IM at the same time, so most of our interactions end up being via offline messages (i.e., when I am offline, she sends an IM to me which I then see when I sign on later, and vice versa). These have bec...
"It's Not For You Author's note: It never ceases to amaze me that people read stories online that are entitled "Cuckold," and then get upset (and offensive!) that the stories are about the excitement of having an unfaithful wife. If such a story disturbs you, you can stop reading now. Otherwise, you might be... disturbed. Also, if you are looking for graph...
6 For the first time since I arrived in Yamaguchi, I took a long walk on the mountain. Without leaving the property of the Purification Temple, there's a walking trail that does a figure 8, passing by various houses and plenty of trees. And some large gardens, with women busily working among the beds of dark soil and healthy-looking plants. At the crossi...
(A standalone short.) * It took months, partly because the preparations and negotiations were so thorough. It was her idea and at first its profundity had shocked him but she had been wanting to push her boundaries for some time and he had to admit that alongside the shock was more than a little excitement. So they worked together to develop and refine the...