This story is about an older white woman and a younger black man. It includes different sexual activities and submission. If that's not your thing, you should probably go elsewhere. A few days after the role play, Anthony asked Marsha to go to dinner and drinks. Although he could never convince her to dress like a slut when they went out in public, she coul...
We walk through the door. He leaves me there and walks to the back of the house. As I am trained, I stand by the door and remove all my clothing. After I am completely naked I put on a pair of black stiletto heels. I wrap shiny leather straps on the top of the heels around my ankles and place a tiny lock on each heel. He has me lock the heels on so I cannot...
Part ten: Veronica ...cherie had no idea how long she was to stay in the cage. She alternately looked from the door to the cock of the slave in the cage beside her. She was almost drooling looking at it. So big, thick and long, and would fit in her fuckholes perfectly. The slave knew cherie could not keep her eyes off his cock so her gently stroked it, c...
You leave for work. My restraints are loosened enough for me to play with daddys pussy. Rub daddys nipples. I love touching myself for you daddy. You look back. Tell me to not stop. You want your body wanting, craving while u are away. You want it so when u get home, your whore is soaking wet and ready to be used. For I, am Babydoll. Slutty whore...
***All characters are 18 and above. All activities described in this story are undertaken as a matter of informed consent and choice between lawful adults. Any and all grammatical and repetition errors are the sole responsibility of the author.*** "Strip." Damn him! How does he move around so quietly? I didn't even hear him come in! Evangeline turned from...
Kevin was your prototypical mid 20s guy. He had a decent job and lived on his own. He had good friends and whilst he was single he didn't find any problems getting what -- or who -- he wanted in the bedroom. However he had long been fascinated by glory holes and by being serviced in them but by being the one servicing. He was convinced he was straight and l...
I had been hurt so much that I had practically given up on being in a relationship. Here I was, 43 years old, not thin, but not huge either. I stood about 5ft 2in tall, and 40D tits. Don't get me wrong, men asked me out all the time, but I was just so tired of the bullshit in relationships that I just stayed alone. I was never the type to have a one night st...
(Note to the reader: This is the second chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome.) Even though he looked clearly exhausted, Jim's enormo...
"Thank goodness it's Friday", Tammy said to her self, as she walked into her apartment. After a long day at work, all she wanted to do was soak in a nice hot bath. As she walked to the bathroom, she began taking off her clothes. She was a pretty woman, 39 years old, 5'2, 195lbs, 38D, and her pussy was completely shaved. She was a BBW, and very proud. If yo...
This story is about my fantasy to turn my wife into a whore. This is my first work; love to hear your feedback. *** I am Raj and my wife is Anitha, we are in early 30s living in Chennai, India. We are happily married for 3 years; our sex life was good until recently we both lost a bit of fire. So, I was thinking of spicing it up. I bought her sexier and re...