My god, I have been on one for 2 days straight. In fact I'm usually always on one when it comes to sex. I love the feeling of being turned on all the time, most of the time I can tease myself for hours on end. I don't like to just get off, I like to work my self up so when I finally go over the edge and cum, it knocks my socks off, sometimes over and over, h...
Joanna had always felt insecure about her nipples. They were long, pink, and delicate. Her breasts were small. That's what made the sight so jarring. She had small breasts with long pink nipples. She used to be embarrassed taking her top off for a new boyfriend. A part of her was even ashamed about it. But over time, she became used to it. Mostly because h...
Brenda Reed met her husband when they were both in college. Brenda was a cute girl, but had never been overly popular. She wasn't athletic, but she wasn't overweight either. Of average height, she had always been a little pudgy growing up, and had been late to develop. Bob was just barely taller than Brenda, so he was short for a man, but he kept himself in...
Author's Note Chapters 12 through 17 are the final chapters to "Donna's Ultra High Heels - Book 2" and will be sequentially submitted in both the Fetish and BDSM categories in the following order: Chapters 12, 14 and 17 in the Fetish category and chapters 13, 15, and 16 in the BDSM category. ***** Chapter 13 Ken and Donna arrived at the den from their u...
The stars twinkled above her as she sat listening to the silence. It was a nice night. The air still a bit damp from the afternoon thunderstorm but a fresh breeze blowing over her scantily clad body. She watched the shadows pass over her pale legs as a cloud moved across the full moon. Her fingers reached to the hem of her green satin nighty as it ruffled up...
Third and last part. If it seems a little hokey, I ask you to remember that I wrote this 20 years ago -- before there was a BE community, before we even knew there was an Internet! Also -- THANK YOU to the people who commented! YOU made the rest of the story happen. * By now, my wife Cara's milk-making breasts were pretty well taking over her days. When I...
Life is filled with routines, habits, ruts and some come to us so slowly we don't even notice until they are so well established they aren't ruts anymore but ravines. Some people get up every day, do their rituals without conscious thought and find themselves getting into bed at the end of another day without having been present to the day that's ending. On...
That night after dinner, they tied Daisy down to the kitchen table. Shawna set up the camera on a tripod, aimed between the prone girl's spread legs. Shawna had given Dylan the toys earlier, and he had had time to inspect them and work out how to use them. He pulled out the oversized penis pump first, and placed the wide mouth around the mound of flesh betwe...
On a cloudy, pre-storm Saturday afternoon, Janice attended carefully to her makeup, hair and clothing. She shuddered, imagining how much the blustering Mr. Channing would make her do, picturing the DP that the Dean had predicted. When she wondered if she would be made to service the butler, she was reminded of what a cock-hungry, debased sub slut she was. An...
Lilly opened her eyes, but she couldn't see anything. A blindfold. She was tied to a hard folding chair. She wiggled, feeling out her bindings: her wrists were tied together behind her, and the rope- it felt like a rope- looped through the gap in the chair's back and around her waist, binding her to it. Her ankles were tied to the chair's legs. She pulled a...