I was awake. Blinded by the slivers of sunlight that escaped the bedroom curtain. It wasn't the sun that woke me though. Madeline. Is there anything more beautiful than a woman aroused? It was clear she was trying to be discreet. I guess a moan got loud enough to wake me. If not that then a slight thrumming against the bed. I stare at her, eyebrows rais...
David had instructed me to purchase the Magic Wand but I was not to open it. This has been SO difficult because I've seen this toy used in all the XXX-rated movies and it was something I have always wanted to experiment with. But David had been very adamant that I was not to touch it and I will obey his command. The day had started out unusually cool for la...
Sarah kept herself anonymous, as most women I'd met on a certain dating site did, with only her first name and a photo before I met her. She was a little nervous about meeting up, she said, but had decided to give "the extra marital thing" a go. So after talking about various things over email, we met over coffee the first couple of times. This led to a drin...
They met on the internet and had been talking for a month on the phone, getting to know one another. They knew each others basics and even some of their secrets. However, when they both agreed to dress up and go to a Halloween party that was open to the public, and actually meet and maybe live out one of their fantasies, both spent days stammering for reason...
I didn't have to think twice, the ad was clear about the cock size and the picture was there to prove it. It seemed very real. We planned to meet at this little strip mall. The guy would be in a BMW. I got there and a white BMW was parked at the very end. When I got closer, he lowered the window and I saw him. He was a handsome man with deep blue eyes. But...
The feel of a strap-on dildo sliding deep into my asshole is one of the things which turn me on the most in this world. And it's got to be a Black woman wearing said strap-on dildo. Otherwise I won't play. Kind of a weird thing for a heterosexual Black man to admit, isn't it? Yeah, I guess I am not your average Black male. The name is Henry L'Amour. The kink...
I walk into the office, anxious to unload the weight of the week. As I walk in, I am immediately startled when I see your dark hair from behind, pressed against the chair. Clearly not the doctor I am used to seeing. Timid, I sit down on the couch. We exchange introductions as you explain you are filling in for my normal doctor. I stare at you, my mouth gappi...
I finish wrapping the towel around my waist, still slightly damp from my shower. I glance at myself in the mirror one last time, making sure I got everything when I shaved. I run my tongue over my teeth, making sure my mouth is ready for her. As I step from the bathroom, she appears in the bedroom doorway, wearing just the white cotton panties and ribbed tan...
I have what I started calling, a few years ago, a Janus Complex. I do not believe this is an actual condition as listed in the DSM, and psychiatric types would likely scoff, but I believe it's real. Janus, as you may know, was the two faced Roman god of beginnings and passages - hence he looks in two different directions. In my case, it represents two opposi...
Mrs-82: Unknown woman in picture (c) June 2007 - Dee Sobek Authors note: This story was inspired by a photo set in the 1950's that grabbed my attention and demanded a story. I've tried to get into her head, and adapted the dialogue to fit that golden era. Have I succeeded? Let me know either way, I'm always thrilled to get your feedback. And yes, I will w...