Roiphe smiled at Sport, her pretty little face beaming in the mass of dark curls. Roiphe's little fingers wandered up and down Sport's big cock as he tried to shift. But he was tied spread eagled on the bed, and stark naked. His cock felt so good, now that it wasn't in the tube anymore. Roiphe tittered, but she tried to look sympathetic. Sport was one of h...
Dearest Doctor Gratiano, I had been enjoying your communications immensely, and had often wondered how I might actively profit by your insights, when a quick peek at my husband's browser history made it immediately clear that he could be made into the perfect obedient husband — or perhaps I should say wife? Things really began to develop after he was laid...
-1- I awoke with a start. I was alone in bed. I'm not usually disoriented when I wake up, but after a night of frequent sex and bathroom pee games, I wasn't my fully rested self. But where was Annette? And I had to piss—badly. The usual piss hard-on was evident. As I walked out of my bedroom to the bathroom, I heard noises in my kitchen. Curious, I decide...
When people asked Naomi what her job was, she told them that she was a school secretary, which was mostly true. She was a secretary, and it was a sort of school, though in actuality it was the sort of school that she previously assumed only existed in sexy fantasies -- an all-girl institution for ladies aged 18 to 21 who, with complex legal paperwork being s...
Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
Brian awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was the last Saturday before New Year. The time on the clock radio registered 9.27. Noticing that Anne's side of the bed was empty he remembered her muttering something during their bedtime pillow chat the previous evening about nipping into town early to take advantage of the sales. Knowing how much he hated shopping she'...
The bell rang and I approached my next class with hesitation. I could feel my bladder pressing against my tight skirt. I wish my mentor had let me use the restroom this morning, but he enrolled me here for a reason. I walked into the class room stiffly being careful with my steps. I sat down and tried to find a comfortable position, but it's hard when your s...
[This story contains a good deal of content relating to bodily functions. If that offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18. ] *** Plans proceeded for Eleanor and Annette to be married. Because of her previous notoriety, Eleanor did prefer to keep her activities out of the public sphere, as did Annette, who recognized that her ca...
My first job after high school was as a cashier at a retail store at the nearby mall. The pay was okay, the people working and shopping there were friendly and polite, and my supervisors were pretty accommodating with me taking classes. Unfortunately, retail gets really hectic as the holidays approach. I got some first-hand experience with this fact one part...
Update: This story is now public, but please keep the integrity of the story. You can go off on your own branches though try to keep it in first person. I didn’t think I would open it up, but I’ve decided it’s time that I can actually do so. DISCLAIMER: The events are very loosely based on a true story. Details have been exaggerated, age has been changed, na...