I was tied to table/frame/bed whatever the hell it was, my arms were hanging to the side tied to the legs, i guess, my legs were spread and bent at the knee, bent over some fabric and secured with my legs apart, there was access to my asshole. But he was not interested in it, my dick or my mouth. Master, was twisting my nipples, no clips no pins, just usin...
I had settled down just enough to realize how badly I had to pee. As I felt them begin to stroke my hard cock and rub my swollen balls, I voiced my concern, begging Gina to allow me to use the bathroom. They stopped playing with me and I heard them both step out of the room. They were gone a few minutes and then returned, both giggling. One of them roughly g...
I do have relatively small hands, at least compared to the rest of me. And they are certainly tiny compared to yours. On reflection, a good thing for you. My hands are strong enough to grip your cock hard or squeeze your balls harder. To pump a dildo in your arse. My nails are long enough to scratch your cock, to leave marks on it, particularly when its alre...
I wanted to become a guru to get love from women . I had to make many sacrifices , the worst being at age 12 having to wear a chastity device ! This was terrible I couldn’t jerk off which was my favorite hobby then , emptying my constantly loaded loins to playboys until I made big boy wee-wee. This belt was not comfortable boners hurt and made a loud noise a...
**A quick note. The chapters of this story can fall into multiple categories, group sex, reluctance/nonconsent and transgender/crossdresser. If any of these are not your taste than this story may not be for you.** ***** I woke a few hours later, my eyes swollen from crying, irritated by a mix of tears and last night's make up. I was alone, Lela must have s...
Up until we stepped into the shower I felt like I had been in control of tonight's fantasy. Mary kissed me immediately and my cock was on the rise again. I don't remember ever being as horny as I was at that moment. I guess knowing that our special night wasn't nearly over had completely recharged my battery. Mary soaped up my back and whispered in my ear if...
This is the next day in my experience of working with Trista. If you haven't read the prior chapters, please do so. Don't hesitate to contact me with feedback. **************************************** Day 4: I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing; Trista of course was on the other end. She told me to have my stuff packed up, that I'd be switching room...
Labor Day weekend was coming up. It is the weekend that I let myself go. On this weekend I do something that I save for most of the year. I just do it for myself. This year I was going to try to get a date with a young lady called “Lee”. Let me tell you something’s about me first. I’m 56 years old. Not an old man, but old. I have been Bi for years. But sinc...
Note: To everyone who wrote asking 'who's Nikki?' - she's a typo. Sorry. Nate. I didn't see Missy for two weeks after that. She was busy. Some kind of project at her job, and her husband was home. We talked on the phone everyday. I let her cum with me on the phone. She sounded real hot, moaning and groaning for me, begging me to let her cum again. I only...
I woke up early as the rising sun glistened off the lake. I wanted to let you sleep in undisturbed, so I headed out for a quick run. The brisk morning air and the sweet scent of the vineyards had me refreshed and ready for a full day. By the time I returned you were up and about, and curious to what our day would bring. After our light breakfast, we had a li...