This story is for a compilation of many different bdsm adventures. It was formerly known as latex adventures, but as chapters developed they dealt more and more with different aspects of bdsm, and less consistently with latex. Latex still exists as a strong element in many of the chapters, namely because I like to write about characters wearing it. I created...
Vose sem saber recebe um convite para ir para uma ilha de luxo com tudo pago. Depois de pessar um pouco vosse lembra-se que voce tinha participado num concurso que tinhas visto numa revista. Então tu começas a preparar a tua mala para ires de Ferias a ilha.What's next? Josh, um estudante What's next? Josh, um estudante...
"She's ridiculous," I said. "An absurd fantasy of a warped, twisted, over-privileged masculine mind." "Your boss." "Yes. Him." Henri Duchamp, the zoo's billionaire owner. "What kind of pervert turns a woman into a mermaid fuck-toy and shows her off for the whole world to lust over?" "You sound almost jealous..." "Hah!" The man currently treating me like...
I looked up as the young girl writhed and gyrated on the counter above me, a university student in a whore's costume. Her adult but almost boyish body looking incongruous in electric blue hot pants and pink push up bra, quaint in its old fashioned seedy promise. Her eyes fixed straight ahead, looking at herself in the gilded mirror on the wall opposite in al...
I awoke in a chair. Again I was without a stitch of clothing. It was not an ordinary chair, but more like a slightly reclined barber chair but of a design that was so modernistic as to look unlike anything I had seen before. I was completely secured. My arms were strapped to the arms of the chair by rubber-like restraints that were, strangely, both soft enou...
She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top – now extinguished – or something else, but it held a siren call for her. When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation, "You want a lighthouse? I'll GIVE you a lighthouse AND fireworks. Oh y...
PART III: MEETING HYPO-LIAM The celebration did not last long. With an uproar, the doors to Jane's special tattoo parlor swung open and in came another set of six huge sumo wrestlers. They were carrying a man just as gingerly as they had carried in Draguette an hour before. They were followed by an equally raucous group of Chinese women, all elegantly dress...
CUTE AS A BUTTON "Three out of four people now believe in angels... What are you fuckin' stupid?!?" ― George Carlin "Isn't that cute as a button?" Phyllis queried. "You bet!" I responded. "The button pressed by el presidente to initiate thermonuclear war," I silently concluded. Am I the only person who's never looked at a fucking button, exuberantly ex...
Author's Note: I put a line break in at the point where it gets ~sexy~, so you can jump straight to that if you want. * This is my first time writing anything adult; I am a very unsexy person and I'm not sure where the motivation for this came from, but here it is. I don't know anything about penises so if anything is glaringly off in my descriptions, let...
The following story happened about two years ago and the SIESTA as an event still exists, much to our delight. Names were changed, nothing else. This is a translation of the original story „Siesta für zwei?" on German Literotica. The events described here were the kick-off point for several other interesting encounters which I wanted to tell, hence the tran...