Since beginning this series, much has happened to me personally. In real life, my wife, much like Laura, has taken control of our sex life. So, I guess life really does imitate art, sometimes. One day soon, I'll write that true story up. This is the fourth in the series. I'm not going to recap. If you think you need more context, I urge to read the first t...
I write erotic fiction and post the stories on an internet forum. Recently a reader took strong issue with the content of my latest story, asking, 'hasn't this author ever heard of "Safe, Sane, Consensual"?' The story did feature an extreme BDSM theme, but was fiction, and intended for an adult audience. Like all parents, and I believe. most writers, my ins...
The next couple of months flew by. Ember took to her new role quickly. And why shouldn’t she? I paid her two grand a week just for breathing. Hey, I know it sounds like a lot, but consider the alternative. I know you already know what I'm talking about. Our problems had healed as completely as the bruise on Ember's cheek. She merrily went about the business...
She smoothed the cellophane tightly and smoothly over the hand lightly gripping the rubber ball and up to the elbow. She had covered it with several layers already, and it was already difficult to make out the fingers through the plastic. With a grin of satisfaction, she put the cellophane down and reached for the pink duct tape. In short order, the hand was...
Note: All characters are over 18 * Kaitlyn stirred in Rebecca’s arms, looking up at the redhead. “So, when were you going to tell me you didn’t get any sleep?” Rebecca asked. “I... wasn’t?” Kaitlyn suggested. “I can’t believe you,” Rebecca stood up abruptly, dragging Kaitlyn over to the large bed in her room and hoisting her onto it. She straddled her f...
Elaine stroked Michael's hair, rocked him quietly in her big mohair arms with his head leaning on her massive bosom. She felt his scent of fear and excitement and her nipples got hard, bulged visibly under the thick knitted sweater covering her amazing breasts. She closed her eyes and whispered comforting: "Just be a good boy now and everything will be fine....
So this is a true story. It happened a short while ago. I have changed the names. Actually I mostly just used letters as I'm a lazy bitch. Plus I've kept some details vague. Still some people will be able to recognise it I'm sure. A little backstory, my name is Sasha, I'm a gay woman and I live in a large city in the UK. Probably not either of the ones you...
I step quietly into the room, my gaze immediately seeking you out. You have your back to me as you stand at the sink in the kitchen, the running water having masked the sound of my entry. I lick my lips as I allow my eyes to drink you in: your delicious body clad in jeans and a t-shirt. Soft white socks protrude from the cuffs of your pants and your brown ha...
The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an adult nature so if you are underage where you live, stop reading now. This story contains explicit sexual language and fantasies involving the mental and physical control of others. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to a...
Chapter 4: Devana's lair Warm, soft skin all around me, breasts too, very big and cuddly breasts that cuddle me into a sweet comfortable sleep. I don't want this to end ever, it feels so good and so right to have this kind of intimacy. And yet I know I have to, because it's just another lie, another horrible thing fooling me into thinking this is a home, it...