I was washing my hands when the door to the ladies' room burst open and a woman in her late teens or early twenties entered. She did not wait for the door to close behind her before hiking up her denim miniskirt, exposing white cotton, rose-print panties with pale pink elastic. She ran for the nearest cubicle, her shoes clicking on the tiles, the clicking ec...
Based on a true story. Although it was winter and there was not much light filtering through the skylights, the company archive area was well lit as Suzanne made her way along the main walkway, looking this way and that for inspiration as to a place to stop off for her end-of-day pee. Needless to say she was bursting, having filled her bladder over the cour...
This story contains graphic descriptions of toilet activity and sexual encounters with a woman's sanitary pad. If this offends or disgusts, please do not read! ***** Many weeks went past after my amazing sexual encounter with 48-year-old Kerry. Given the illicit nature of our liaison, I had not expected it to continue any further as her partner had only b...
[Author's Note: This story follows on after Madhuri's Manoeuvre and Madhuri's Project. It stands on its own but read those two to catch up on how Madhuri came back into Romeo's stable. ] Madhuri reached behind her neck, baring her smoothly shaved armpits to the mirror and tied the strap of her gown with slow care. The thin noodle straps that went down to th...
And then it began in earnest. Naked, with an erection like I was a 19 year old, kneeling before my toilet like an intoxicated throne worshiper, my face hovering about an enormous shit log of my own as it bends about in the cold toilet water, touching both sides—already its brown, smearing the white porcelain, and its smell, filling the bathroom with an other...
The Little Lady Earns Her Spurs: Becoming a Dominatrix Emily had so much self-confidence that she enjoyed seeing how little Karen, her sometime lover, was training Emily's oldest sister Linda, who was 38 and separated from her husband, to be a cringing submissive. Emily, though still in her twenties, had managed to become the dominant of the three girls in...
Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
It really all just started on accident one day. The moon and stars just happened to align perfectly, and the resulting chain reaction miraculously lead to a repeating trend under the right occasional circumstances that I would find extremely erotic years later, and which paradoxically saved a relationship. It's fascinating, and perhaps even a little bit frig...
Mistress Deborah stood in front of a naked, kneeling slave; I had answered her invitation, coming to her house; her shaved pussy only an inch from my face. Her pussy's feminine aroma "rushed" through my nostrils like Amyl Nitrite [poppers]; it made my head spin; my cock's tumescence provided the best display an average six inch cock could give-but you could...
This story does involve some rather graphic descriptions of bodily functions. If that offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen's 34-year-old younger sister Lynn was just recovering from her first spanking since she was a teenager. She had come over to see her sister when Maureen was giving weekly spankings to her three chi...