(Continued from My Neighbor is My Daddy Pt. 01) I sat in my living room, covered in Daryl's cum. I really should say my Daddy's cum. I couldn't believe I had let this happen. God I'm such a little bitch. I'm Daryl's bitch. Daddy's bitch. I looked at the list he gave me. I needed to buy panties, a butt plug, and a dildo with balls and a suction cup. How am...
You answer the phone to me with your usual, "Hello!" You sensed my tone immediately, I wanted you and I wanted you now. I gave you your instructions and hung up the phone. On entering your home, I climbed the stairs and walked slowly to the bedroom. I opened the door and saw you exactly as I'd requested. Completely naked, blindfold on, stood straight up,...
This is a recount of my recent, real life visit with my Master. This is how I choose to live my life. Please consider that before leaving comments. I hope you enjoy my writing. I find it cathartic to share who I am and hopefully inspire others to be true to themselves. ************************************************** Four months had passed since I had l...
Warning: This chapter features especially jiggly tits, Basketball, Homework, Cute waiters, Red Lipstick, Evening dresses, Boob pride, Body language, Not-body language, Dick swaps, Guy-on-girl blowjobs, Facials, Talent swaps, Height Swaps, Toxic masculinity, Simmering Rage, Boring lectures, Sissy Professors, Fancy restaurants, and an assortment of climaxes, m...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men – the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 roo...
Our bodies change as we hit middle-age, with bumps splodging out and heading south, and while I know I can still turn heads, and my fiancé thinks I'm gorgeous, I'm a size 10 and my body is pretty nifty for over fifty, my middle-aged body just isn't as firm as it used to be. The idea of being body-shamed by younger, prettier women is something I fantasize abo...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along. Thank you. ***** As 5 o'clock approached I made my way into the bathroom, removed my blouse and skirt, then strode into Nick's office wearing a pair of very cheek...
Chapter 1 As Lukas rolled out of the portal, he landed on his feet and took a good look around, all his senses primed for danger. The place hit him with its hot and stifled air and sulphurous stench, and a dozen memories, all bad. Still he felt excited rather than afraid or lost in the past, not in the least because of the weight of the gun tucked in his b...
Mark and I have been friends since we were five. We met in kindergarten and pretty much were inseparable all the way through high school, college and to this day. Pee Wee football, junior varsity, varsity. Sleepovers at my house and camping trips with his family. When he got a car for his 16th we started double dating as well. Both of us played ball just wel...
Before the story begins, I want to thank you Theron for again helping me write another story, and for keeping me so hot and wet through the process! When my Dad first married Jessi, I was pissed. He is well into his fifties, and Jessi, she’s only 25, just a couple of years older than me. My Dad and I fought a lot during the weeks of him marrying this no go...