Let me get this straight up front. Almost every weekend, I play Fantasy Games with my husband. I do it because I want to, not because he has manipulated me or coerced me. I do it by my own choice, for my own pleasure. My husband does his part for his own pleasure. In playing our roles and crafting the situations, we keep both our individual libidos and our m...
My wife is petite, blonde, 45 years old and looks mid-thirties. She and I have been married six years and have lived out our fantasies for the last three years. We are constantly making bets and Cherie uses her body as her wager. When she loses five times in a row I win the jackpot, and we play a little game we call "Whore Night". Cherie likes this game beca...
Lisa lay bound, belly down and naked on the bed. Not an unusual position for her to be in, she normally found it reassuring. She had spent many an hour in similar positions, unable to move and simply waiting for what was to happen next. This time however, she wasn't sure at all what she was waiting for. She was in the hog tied position. Her hands crossed an...
Fuck this. I was 18: a second semester senior. I should be done already. No one gave two shits about school once they got into college. Only a few months to go and I could leave this dump they call high school. But the days dragged on interminably, as if the hour of freedom would never come. I was so bored of that place that I was literally going mad. I desp...
Chapter 12 Laura was awakened the next morning by someone shaking her shoulder. Before she had come completely awake she felt something - a lot of leather strips and a handle - pushing at her tits. As her hands were released and the blindfold removed, she heard sounds throughout the room and someone saying, "All right, pledges, time to wake up. You have exe...
The next day we all felt nice and rested and got ready to go down to the beach. I tried my new bikini on. It felt nice to have a little support for a change but it felt a lot smaller today for some reason. I washed it along with the rest of our stuff last night but I didn't think it shrank. I though about wearing the other bikini but since it didn't have a t...
As I drove to meet you, I remembered the last time we met. I was exhausted, but my mind was full of exciting images and memories for many days thereafter. We had reached a level of sexual energy and electricity that I have never known before. I was anticipating more of the same. I parked and went in. I was anxious to have you again and had a nervous energy...
Best Buddy's Sexual Peccadillo A group of men sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. I'm Paul, the host of this party. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, including me. Our w...
Megan knew who was at the door before she even opened it. Teresa. It was always Teresa who arrived first, as not to be outdone by the others. She was an older woman in her early 50s. Her husband had left her plenty of money before he died and she had used that money to take good care of herself. Looking at her on the street one would think she was not a year...
Chapter 3: A Second Evening at the motel As my husband walked back to the office to complete negotiations for another evening, I changed into my evening attire, a dress that opened with one button, thigh highs, delicious see through panties. As he walked out in his white pants, I knew what he wore underneath. The question was....who else would see? Our nei...