Edgar Williamson got the insistent text on his phone. It seemed very important if not immediately clear. He text was followed by a short phone call from Doctor Mather, "My house ten minutes!" was all it said. Dropping everything Edgar rushed out of his office, across the street, and into the nearby condominium complex where Doctor John Mather lived and work...
It all started out innocently enough. We were talking about out-of-the-box sexual preferences, the kind of conversation you would have with really close friends, or your wife. My wife confided that she had begun to enjoy what was turning out to be a bit of a morning routine for us. For the past week or so I had been waking up with a hard-on. I am in my fifti...
I often think of one particular ex girlfriend. Not that I want to get back with her. We split up because I could not see myself with her long term, still never could. When I split up with her she was really upset, she begged me to not to drop her. She said she didn't understand why, that she thought we were so good together, that she would do anything I want...
I knew that the day would come, and now the opportunity to act on it, when I would tell Mike, my husband, how much I really did want to experience another man's cock. It makes my pussy ache when I would fantasize about holding a new cock in my hands and using my moist lips to make it grow and become rigid in my mouth, my hands slowly stoking its length while...
Author's note: Please don't get overly upset. This is fiction. If it's not for you that's fine, there's lots of other stuff out there you may prefer. Go have fun. And besides, there's very little here that hasn't already been done, by the patriarchy to women. If this story upsets you, then think about how it's been for women all these years. It's also enti...
Scott wept like a baby as he was released from the pole and cowered at Carrie's feet, his position below her now confirmed forever and witnessed by the pleased audience of dominant women. He would now be made to beg to be her slave in further affirmation of his new and permanent position, suffering a further sweet humiliation for the pleasure of all onlooker...
Greetings! Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Feedback and Comments are welcome! Please read the disclaimers at the end before leaving negative comments on the themes or content. This *is* a dark, twisted story. Apologies in advance. _________________ The only thing worse than growing up in a wealthy religious family was being sent to boarding...
That evening I went to dinner at Donna's house. Donna opened the door and was beautiful in her little black dress. She wore impeccable makeup, stiletto heels, black nylons. I felt like a frump in my plain outfit. She explained that her husband Mary Lou just got home from work and was upstairs changing. We talked and drank daiquiris for about a half hour...
The next morning we got up together. As he showered for work, I made him his breakfast, then took my turn in the bathroom. With the hot water running over me, hitting my nipples, flowing down over my pubic area, I thought about the night before. My love for my husband welled up inside of me as I thought of his unselfishness, his willingness to correct me and...
This is the fourth installment in this series. It obviously helps to read the previous parts. This installment revolves around submission and pain and how it can be so pleasurable. I hope the story provides pleasure to you the reader. *********** I woke up in the dark. But I heard distant voices. It took me a minute to remember where I was. My hands were t...