This is a story about some foot worship and wife using a prostate toy on me. If it's not you thing please move on. ***** The day my wife asked me about her using a strap on kind of got my attention and not really in a great way. Like most guys the thought of something like that just never entered my head. I asked her where she got the idea thinking it was...
Among other things, the following contains a scene of male masturbation. If that's going to bother you, skip to chapter 2. As should be obvious from the text, all characters are at least 18. If you enjoy, comments are always appreciated, and don't forget to rate it! Thanks. Chapter 01: Poolside I have always had a bit of a strange response when someone us...
Hi, I'm Richey Davis and this is the truly amazing story of my day. Have you ever been 'singing' a tune in your head, only to turn on the radio and hear that very same song being played over the airwaves? Bizarre I know, but that was how my day started. The song, 'Don't Marry Her' by the Beautiful South had invaded my dream sleep and lodged itself so firmly...
By Homealone_447 Edited by slutkimmi and c-whyte Author's note: This story falls in the categories of incest, mind-control and nonhuman Part 4 of 6 Sondra wrote down something on a piece of paper and hung up the phone. At the other end of the line, Laura put down the receiver and turned off the computer. "Let's go!" Sondra ordered the three slaves that...
Stories in this series were an attempt to write about sex from a woman's perspective. I really did want to write about an older woman who becomes a willing, insatiable slut for men with big cocks. I plan to drive this to the end of the string if there's a response and a demand. Along the way special thanks for to Annette Bishop, silkstockingslover and Dazmin...
*** I would like to thank everyone for reading, I would also would like to thank SleeperyJim for helping me out and editing this chapter so that people may enjoy the story even more. ***** ***** Zoe woke up the next morning, sore but strangely satisfied. She groaned as she moved her body, especially when she moved her legs. Azriel shifted next to her, st...
(c) 2010 Paul B. Garland and Kali Arya * Jenny's night had been an ordinary one. As normal as the day that preceded it. The alarm had gone off, like it was set to do. And her daughter had got up and gone to school, like she always did. The sun moved across the sky as Jenny's day walked it's usual path, until her daughter came home, they ate together, then...
Won't make much sense if you haven't read What're the Odds. Hopefully it will still be hot, just not make much sense. As always, I hope it gives pleasure. ***** Gemma ached a little all over, as is only to be expected after the exertions of the previous night. She had a new ache she'd never felt before, a deep satisfying ache deep within her. She'd been s...
The beach in Jamaica certainly lived up to the brochures. Kate and I walked along, hand in hand with the warmth of the Caribbean sun on our backs. The beach was moderately busy with other tourists but not too many as we were slightly off the tourist trail. The hotel complex we had chosen for our holiday, had beach bungalows which gave us straight access on t...
Alex's life had turned upside down since the death of her husband. In fact, today marked the fourteenth month of his untimely death. Most deaths, perhaps, are untimely, but he was so young. It had been a trying year, watching helplessly as the lung cancer ravaged his body. It was unexpected because he didn't smoke, exercised regularly, and followed a vegetar...