Please be advised that this is a very nasty story, with an older woman dominating a younger man and his mom, with scenes of golden showers, cum-farting and creampie eating. Some like this genre, some don't, but there you have the caveat before reading. Thank you. ***** Susan O'Malley was in her happiest place, at the small beach owned by the tiny town in w...
I learned from the surveys into sexual relationships that many people didn't know how to start. So I started up an agency to guide the more daring of these people through by providing scripts they could follow. The following story illustrates how a man and woman can progress, using a script. ...................................... "Yes, I think we may be ab...
"Malak." Mal heard her name pronounced as if in a dream. It took the urging of two of her Sisters to move her from her kneeling position on the floor, where she'd been meditating as the Mother moved about the room, inspecting the girls, often reaching between their legs to check their wetness, squeezing their breasts to check their firmness. Malak had been...
One. Sasha's mind took in the room in quick gulps. Dark, a wood and leather smell, sweat, female juices, semen. She could see the wall holding whips, paddles, small items she could not fathom a use for. Each gleaming silver buckle she spied made her stomach jump, the shine of the leather laughing at her desire. She could taste the others who had been here o...
I woke up that morning on the floor stiff and cold. Sholanda and Darnique were both cuddled together, snoring loudly, in my bed. I got dressed and left for work. A few hours later I called home to tell Sholanda that my boss gave me the afternoon off. It was already eleven but I guess that I woke her up. A little after one I pulled into my parking space an...
After years of online flirting with her ex, my wife, Merrie, asks if I would be okay with having her old college flame, William, over for dinner. After a bit of negotiating, I agree. He comes over and we chat while I cook, followed by drinks and talking (and flirting). Later in the evening, things take a turn: We ask William to sit in a chair in the corner....
She knew she had been bad. Unforgivably bad. She had gone out without his permission and knowledge. All she had left him was a note saying she'd be back later. When he called her, she didn't answer. As she sat in the car, hands on the wheel staring at the house, she contemplated running away. She didn't know what she'd get, or if she would even be allowed ba...
My husband's blue balls are progressing nicely. I haven't permitted him to ejaculate for 41 days now, since we switched roles, making me the dominant and him the slave. His testicles are distended with their load, hanging heavy and hard in my hand. I give them another hard squeeze for a few seconds, eliciting a moan from the man to whom they are attached....
My father was a Brownman, a servant of the Outer Castle, as his mother had been - until she was promoted to a Greenman, and entered the Inner Castle. I never saw her again, though my father saw her from time to time. Only servants, the army and the aristocracy entered the Castle at all, the servants through the North Gate, and the aristos through the South...
I was walking home from work this Thursday when I noted a late model Pontiac at the side of the street not far from my house. I was located in a quiet middle-scale suburb in New York state. The car had its hood up. As I drew closer I focused on the windshield in the driver-seat area. I noted a woman talking on a cell phone. I immediately wondered if she wa...