Shivering, she kneels next to her bed naked, head down, silk scarf around her eyes, her hands behind her back, awaiting his arrival in her room. Hearing the roar of his chopper as it pulses down the road, then sudden silence, sends heat through her body, settling in her loins. Boots scrape on the stairs as he makes his way up to her. She smells his musky odo...
Fella's are you looking for a little backdoor action? Maybe you want those cheeks to feel the sting of a riding crop, or you want your boipussy filled with a firm supple dildo, or maybe you're just looking for a girl who will put your manclitty in a cage and tell you what a bad boy you've been! Come on down to Cissy's Pegging Parlour where your dreams become...
Day 1 At four-thirty in the morning, when you and your girlfriend are both up and screaming at each other to find this and that, because you both have flights leaving the airport within ten minutes of each other, and within ten minutes from six, sex is the very last thing on your mind. We woke on time and were generally getting along well but Emma was havin...
Hi, my reader! This is my first chyoa game and even my first attempt to write in English. I want to make a really big chyoa from a consensual slave’s perspective, so I’d be very grateful for your feedback, be it comments, PMs or just likes. And now - have fun! Ok, this is really gonna happen. Something you dreamed of endless nights laying bound, gagged and d...
My name is Susan Edgar. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired, green-eyed, forty-something Irishwoman living in Boston. I'm happily married to Stuart Lemond, a tall and good-looking, red-haired gentleman of French-Canadian descent. Lately, our relationship has been rocky. Partly because the passion is gone. So, we decided to spice things up. Bringing new people...
"Bye sweetie, see you tonight," Cindy said, then kissed me and walked out the door. I gave her a minute. As soon as I saw her car head down the driveway to meet her girlfriend Melissa for a dinner and a movie, I scrambled down to the basement and retrieved my box of toys. I went to the freezer and from its hiding place in the back I grabbed the water bottle...
You throw on a red t-shirt and do up your jeans. You know tonight's a big night, lots of chances to make good with the ladies on the floor. You check yourself out in the mirror and figure that you're looking about as good as you're ever going to. You received the unique luxury among the people of your floor through a fluke of paperwork that never got correct...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan August 2006/2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********...
I awoke to find myself in a position that, as much as I would like to say was unfamiliar to me, was starting to become very familiar to me. I was blindfolded; that much I could tell. There was something in my mouth too, preventing me from speaking. A quick feel with my tongue revealed it to be a ball gag. "Typical," I thought. That was always her favorite ga...
As I lay on top of the vaulting horse with a clear view of Leonardo and Venus who were both still assuming the position. I focused on the sensations assaulting my body, my cock stretched by the leather cock trap, my cock and balls held in a vise like grip by the "lips" of the leather "pussy", my nipples tormented by the twist lock clamps attached by the smal...