Chapter 8* Alex couldn't believe it and she was looking right at it. The man's cock hung to nearly his knees. It wasn't overly wide, but the length was breathtaking. Now she knew where he got his name. It rang out in the room in a chant. "Holy shit," Alex gasped. "Interested?" Gavin teased marveling in her reaction. "Only if it pleases you," Alex sai...
[MF, Toys and Masturbation] Tag: Chantelle still doesn't have her own vibrator If you read the prologue, you'd know that Chantelle and I had had numerous conversations about sex during work-related car rides to pick up work supplies. We had never hooked up, although I fantasized about it often. Then she moved away to be with her boyfriend. Things changed w...
Chapter Six Growth of Love Valerie stood on the steps, watching the cab pull up to the door. Getting in, she cringed involuntarily as she leaned back on the sore marks and welts on her back and legs. Telling the driver where to take her, she smiled at the memories of how the soreness came about. "Are you all right, lady?" "Yes. Just a little sore." "I t...
Eight months after her marriage ended in divorce, Ashley decided to join the local BDSM group. She had always had submissive fantasies, but only in the past two years had she seriously considered the lifestyle. She did research on the internet, and loved to pick out a juicy story for a goodnight read, but never established any bonds with online Doms. Ashle...
Author's Note: This is the continuing story of Ethan and Grace. While it is not necessary to read any other story before reading this one, if you would like more background on these characters including how their love affair started, check out the "Amazing Grace" series, or any of the other "Ethan's Grace" stories posted in BDSM and Anal. On a more persona...
It was so nice to sit at my computer in the middle of the day and not have anything to do with work. I really needed this vacation. Opening my email, I saw a message from my goddess. As soon as I could get my heart back under control, I opened her message. Little Boy: I want you at my place by 6:30 PM. I expect you to take as much care in your preparations...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. At least it doesn't have...
This is Chapter Seven of a book. The characters and situations will be more understandable if the previous chapters have been read. Because it is a book, some of the chapters are more exciting than others, and some situations do not complete until the next chapter. I could have run this through my regular publisher and made a couple hundred dollars, but I am...
My wife, Linda lent me to her best friend Susie for a party. It started when we were drunk. My wife, Susie -- her best friend of many years -- and I were all having dinner and drinks. We'd exhausted our usual conversations and had gotten to talking about sex. The talk got naughtier, and Linda blurted out how I like to be tied up and dominated sometimes. Su...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...