I cinched the soft restraint around Jack's right ankle. He was stretched out, spread eagled, in four-point restraints. The soft morning light passed through the shear drapes casting soft shadows across the king sized bed and highlighted my bound lover's body lying on the contrasting dark sheets. My hand was still on Jack's ankle as I looked up and admired my...
As she slowly awoke Saturday morning, she luxuriated in the warmth of her husband spooning her. It was chilly as they had not yet started the heat for the season, the crisp fall air surrounded them and it felt like heaven as his body radiated warmth into hers. A twinge of excitement ran through her body as she noticed his warm semi-erect cock nestled firmly...
She wondered how this weekend at the retreat would help her to clear her head and make sense of the mess her life felt like. The only reason she agreed to come was to get her persistent friends off her back. Now, as she approached the front desk, she knew it had to be a mistake. Her suitcase made an incredible noise as it passed over the cold stone floors....
Note: This story contains submissive, but consensual, piercing and serious body modification. If this isn't your scene, please don't continue reading. * "Are you sure?" Tom asked. Rachel stood a moment twirling her hair, and emphatically answered, "Yes!" "I'm sorry—I'm not really sure I understood you! Could you please repeat it?" he requested, somewhat...
Rick offered up His fingers to Cheyenne to taste her own sweetness. Chey licked and sucked His fingers until He took them away. He then picked up two adjustable vibrating nipple clamps and again knelt behind her. One at a time with great patience, Rick adjusted the soft clamps to Cheyenne's awaiting labia. Cheyenne cried out as Rick let the weight of the f...
Notes: The title comes come from a comment I received about this piece. I am standing with my writs bound, my arms held upward. I dare a look at my master to see his expression. “You need to learn patience, little one,” he says softly. “So I’m not being punished, master?” “Not yet. But you will be later.” He begins to explore my body with hands and...
Meena is a school teacher. She teaches English literature. In a girls' school. She is well thought of by her pupils and the school principal. After 12 years in the school, she'd become part of the structure of the place. She'd been there longer than the principal herself and is a source of advice and insider-information whenever it's needed. Her full name i...
"Maybe instead of just reading them racy stories on Literotica," 63 year old Albert Cobb mumbled to himself as he tried not to notice his next door neighbor heading over to the fence that separated his house from the Sager's on Sunnyside Drive, "I should write one myself. Of course I would have to do something to write about." That wasn't what Albert's inte...
A CARER'S TALE In praise of elderly women part 1 Nothing is certain except "death and taxes" according to both Daniel Defoe and Benjamin Franklin. I would add to that, - the indignity of old age. I am a "peripatetic carer" and well acquainted with old age, and the indignity inflicted on the old. My job chiefly consists of changing incontinence pads and mak...
Not that I am real particular but sometimes I get to navel gazing and thinking about such things. Some clits are tiny and while I enjoy teasing them near invisible little fuckers out into the open, I do expect some kinda salute for my efforts when I prevail. Now, you might argue how ungrateful can one man be? After all, getting a clit to reveal itself is l...