My first experience with Marylyn had indeed been an intense one, and she did precisely what she had to do to establish her dominance over me. Perhaps because I wasn't looking for some soft tender relationship with a Domme, having her use my ass as her personal playground was what it took in my case ... with her fingers deep in my ass I felt utterly under her...
It had been three years now that I had known you and over that time we had fulfilled many of our fantasies. We had visited many of the underground clubs and groups around the country, but you had been a voyeur and observer most of the time. Now you had signed your contract with me and it had been all settled... you would be my submissive and sex slave for on...
I'd had a couple of busy weeks at work and had just returned from a weekend getaway with my family. I'd looked with a bit of envy at my brother and his little family and got annoyed with my parents who'd made none too subtle comments on my single status at 34. To me, the more embarrassing fact was that I'd not even been out on a date for years. How sad was...
This is a new story, and a new process for me. A new online friend and Lit member, daylilygardener, suggested this storyline, and it intrigued me...so here it is. I hope you enjoy it, and send me some feedback when you're done, along with your votes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Plainfield was a typical small, rural town, out in the middle...
I'm in . . . ecstasy. In my semiconscious reality, strong hands maul my eager flesh, lips suck my oversensitive skin, warm breath fans my face, caressing my parted lips . . . and a demanding cock continues to thrust into my well-fucked pussy. A tongue seeks entry into my mouth and I accept it, allowing it to explore my teeth, my tongue, and the roof of my...
Here's the second installment of the story based on The Hun's comic "Gohr". All the characters are at least 18 years old. Enjoy! Y Testing the Merchandise – Gar's Second Day as Slavemeat Once again the harsh light of day stung Gar's eyes. Once more, he found himself, bound and horny, led by his cock to a podium where he would be ogled by the auction-goi...
I was looking over the Sturgis Rally web sites the other night and discovered two sites ran by a couple very cute women. So I decided that I would write a short story about them (Charity and Brandi) enjoying the warm August sun in my home state of South Dakota. I am not connected in anyway to Sturgisbabe.com or NakedBiker.com. My name is Bill Davis and th...
Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client’s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily’s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in Londo...
I couldn't help but think of how much everything had changed in the course of one night at work. When I had got out of bed today I was a broken sexless part-time bachelor. Yet, here I am now getting my stiff cock stroked by the girl of my dreams while two of my coworkers sit in wait for their turn on my meat stick. The surreal events of the night had transfo...
I stood nervously on the dark cobblestone alley street, in front of the unmarked door, running through the possibilities in my head, speaking under my breath. I was thinking of all the events that led me to this moment - the perverted path I had gone down. This is it. This is finally happening. No turning back now. Dear god, no turning back now. *** I was...