You leave work at 11:30, a little nervous and excited. You get in your car and open the envelope you found under your keyboard. Inside is a hotel name and address on a scrap of paper and a hotel room key. You finger the key as you drive to the hotel. You have a two o'clock meeting and no one will miss you until then, you think as you pull into the parking lo...
Jason spent his evening satisfying the needs of five men. Or they spent their evening satisfying his needs, depending on how one looked at it. Either way, there was a lot of satisfying going on. No one had any doubt that he was an anal pain slut. He took Erik and Greg's cocks like a seasoned ass-whore. Even though less than a week ago he could barely fit h...
This story features a fully consensual BDSM scene, involving bondage, group sex, and minor pain, including a burn. *** *** *** "Beautiful," my Dom says, almost to himself. "Thank you, Sir." "Well you too of course, though I was talking about my ropework," he teases. While I'm certain the intricate ropework crisscrossing my chest is gorgeous, my blindf...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
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While washing dishes in the sink, I didn't hear him come in over the rush of water. Suddenly there was a press of a warm body against my back with strong hands encircling my waist, reaching up to catch my breasts. "Miss me?" He breathed into my ear, tickling. I groaned as he began to unbutton my shirt. Once unbuttoned, he pushed up my bra and began to tug...
Pt. IV: At The Beach When it was fully inserted she refastened the panel and told me to stand up. The act of standing was quite painful because of the dildo and also because I was beginning to get a hard on and the restraining straps were restricting the erection of my prick. She told me to sit down, but when I sat it pushed the butt plug deeper into my r...
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