I awake lying on the floor next to my bed, my balls, and cock still aching from yesterday’s events with Mistress, My asshole still very raw and sore, from her use of it. A smile creeps across my face, as I replay the events in my mind. Remembering how Mistress, made me her own, by way of abusing my most sensitive body parts. I hear Mistress stir in my bed, a...
"I want you naked, face down, in the middle of the bed when I get there. Don't open your eyes until I tell you to and put a pillow under your tummy," the text said. Those were my instructions. I had about 30 minutes so I hopped in the shower and washed. My cock got semi hard as I worked the soap over it and between my cheeks. I rinsed off and stepped out t...
Suzanne was my office buddy, someone that I enjoyed working with. We had dated lots of other people, and had spent several lunches discussing why each of our romances never seemed to work out. She was the one that finally suggested we "get together" and enjoy being "friends with benefits." We'd found that we were very good in bed together, and that just made...
Mixed Emotions Ch 5: Dana's First Lesson Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely...
Vanessa had sent Ken an invitation to our place for 9:30 next morning, and he had almost immediately texted back saying simply "See you then!" We went to bed and talked a little about what might happen tomorrow. I wanted to keep Vanessa in an aroused state, but I also didn't want her (or me) to expend too much emotional energy thinking about it – a delicat...
I picked up the key from the front desk and headed up the elevator to the fifth floor, feeling a bit nervous about finally getting to meet Sidney face to face. Since meeting on the internet nearly two years ago our relationship had intensified, moving from occasionally meeting in chat rooms, to private chat in instant message on to some pretty imaginative cy...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I have received very little feedback and I wonder if there is anyone out there reading, and if there is no one reading my work, why should I bother? So, if you liked, disliked or have ideas f...
Whenever I read erotic stories or letters in Penthouse, it seems like every guy has a 12-inch dick. Sometimes they're white, but most of the time they have to be black to be big. I've seen plenty of guys in the shower from almost every race and while everyone seems to come in different shapes and sizes, I think it is a rarity to be over 8-inches. As I look...
I woke up to an ache in my balls, sighed, and attempted to go about my day normally. Fast-forward to my french class with Rebecca, she walked in after me wearing sneakers and something cute. "Excusez-moi." She said as she purposely brushed past me in a voice that was obviously mocking our boring professor. "Great french," I answered somewhat timidly afte...
(This story assumes you have read the previous chapters) Mistress allowed my aching testicles to recover for a few days after Lisa crushed them under her foot. They still ache constantly but seem to be healing nicely. I have become Mistress’s personal urinal, as my mouth is now the only place she pees. Also Mistress has started storing her butt plug up my a...