Chapter two: Conclusion Sandra felt Rick sit on the bed, then felt his warm hand resting on her ass cheek, his fingers resting close to her opening. She tried to move but found herself helpless. "For the rest of weekend, you will refer to me as Sir, do you understand?" "Yes," Sandra whispered. Rick raised his hand and slapped Sarah hard across the ass ma...
Perhaps I have been living in a delusional world and no one bothered to tell me. The fact remains that when I purchase a book with the lofty title of "The Best American Erotica 2005", edited by Susie Bright, I expect the stories to titillate at least or arouse at most. Sadly, this was not the case for me. I will not argue my point with all the people out th...
Hier ein paar Geschichten zu Paola. Im Folgenden schreibe ich aus der "Ich" Perspektive auch wenn die Geschichten nicht wirklich passiert sind. VG bedeutet, dass es eine (kurze!) Vorgeschichte gibt, bevor das eigentliche Thema beginnt. Erstmal Allgemeines: Mein Name ist Paola. Ich bin 19 Jahre alt und wohne in einem kleinen Dorf direkt am Waldrand....
Scott is still tied up, legs spread open and three gorgeous ladies taking turns sitting on his face. He was almost in heaven, except for the fact that the women would not let him cum! He lost a bet with his lovely wide Deidre and she took it upon herself to make him a sex slave for the night by inviting two of her friends. Susanna and Denise treated Scott l...
It was 5pm on another warm sultry afternoon. Virginia was enjoying the heat. The way it somehow made her feel more alive. There were lots of things to be done, of course. There always were. But the warmth both quickened her pulse and relaxed her. The evening stretched out before Virginia, long and languid. It felt like a blessing. Then her anklet tightene...
The things I do for love will never cease to amaze me. Seriously. Right now, I've got my husband Stephen Vincent on all fours, face down and ass up. I'm kneeling behind him and spreading his ass cheeks with my hands as I thrust a seven-inch dildo up his butt. I can't believe I'm doing this. Dominating a six-foot-three, 250-pound Black man with my newly acqui...
Allan released me from the bonds connecting me to the Cross, supporting me as I stepped free. I tried to shake him off, insisting I was fine - the whole scene had only lasted a few minutes, and I hadn't done anything - but he held firm. Once we started to walk, I realized to my embarrassment that I was not fine. My knees felt like jelly and my head swam. Cha...
The next morning Master Paul woke me gently and had me set to work on his impressive morning wood. Master Paul could convey so much with his body language or a gesture. His quietness combined with his power and sensitivity were, in many ways, a real turn on. After preparing me for the day. He allowed me to watch as he taped up the box that held all of my clo...
Setting: You're a Co-Ed belonging to a fraternity that made a bet with a fraternity from another school about the outcome of a football game between the two schools. If your team won, you'd get one of their girls for three days to do as you like with. If your team won, they'd get you for three days, from Friday noon until Monday noon. Your team lost. You jus...
The following is based on true events (please note based, my memory is not perfect and I am well aware that my ability to write dialogue is pitiful, also life's more fun when you embellish the details). All characters have been contacted and have given permission for me to tell this story, however a couple of them have requested I change their names and I...