It was getting towards the end of the evening at The Crown. In fact last orders had already been called and we were contemplating having one more drink before heading home. We were sitting at a table in the corner, our usual spot. It was Friday night. We always met up on Friday nights for a drink together, the four of us. As was usual this time of the evenin...
"The weird norms of Gallic relationship etiquette had kicked me out of a very comfortable arrangement, but Henri had not totally abandoned me to the wolves, bless his heart. Soon afterwards, I became aware of some phone calls he had made when I was contacted by a certain Madame W, I'll call her. "Mdm. W asked me if I was interested in meeting her and her h...
She had been told that she couldn’t cum again, by her Master, until she found a man to play with. Master had always set up her visits with other men. He’d never required it of her before. Yet the more she thought about it, the more she needed to touch herself. Yet, she wasn’t allowed. It became very frustrating for her. Julie really needed to touch herself,...
When their mutual orgasms complete, they lay there almost in a stupor. Finally, Kenny realized that he was still lying heavily on her, his cock still embedded in her cunt. Raising up on his elbows he pulled out, got on his knees and, then, to his feet. He looked down at his teacher, still lying there, her legs splayed apart, the cunt he had just left, open a...
There is no underage sex or violence in this story. ***** That night both my husband and I were very happy but tired. We talked for a little while about the day's exciting events at Brian's house. I was pleased that Bruce was so cheerful. I loved him very much and it was clear to me that he enjoyed being my little Messenger Boy and doing what he was told b...
My name is Hodan Kader-Hussein, and I'm a young Somali-American Muslim woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I work in real estate, after graduating from Northeastern University with my bachelor's degree in the field of business administration, and my husband Yasser Hussein works for the MBTA as a supervisor for their mechanical engineering divi...
It started innocently. I woke up late for work. The day before, I had taken a long car trip and was very tired by the time I reached home. The next morning, I was rushing to get to work. Stopping at the gas station to get my coffee, I noticed this young girl with a look of desperation on her face. She was standing by the pump and looked like she was almost i...
This story was inspired by a comment from a friend. She told me very briefly how she discovered she loved being spanked and paddled. This story is my version of that learning experience. ------------------------------------------- NEW TO THIS It was Toby who suggested using the paddle. "It will make it more effective" he said, and everyone in the group...
I've always known I had what you might call "an adventurous approach" to the attention of married men. From my last year at school when I lost my virginity to Mr Harris, my history teacher, during the school disco (he led me into the gym storage room after stroking my ass all the way through a slow dance at the end of the night and we fucked on a pile of g...
I couldn't move. One moment I was walking along, avoiding my fellow pedestrians more or less on autopilot as I replayed the interview in my head, the next moment... Time stopped, as though the world had frozen. I was mid-stride, as were many, and there were birds mid-flight, and where a car splashed through a puddle a curtain of water hung suspended. 'Hell...