My time reading stories here on Lit has given me a keen insight into my own personality. I have found out where my interests lie. For a long time I couldn't understand, because of my sexual proclivities, why I like the Loving Wives Category. Until I realised that I get turned on by consensual humiliation and degradation not mine mind you, but of others. Non-...
The conservative, tight-assed little bitch walked by me in the hallway at work every day, nose in the air, little ass swinging back and forth, not giving me so much as a glance. She was from the South somewhere, and her accent showed it. She spoke with a syrupy southern drawl and talked a lot about "God and Jaysus" and that kind of crap. She loved talking ab...
Mitzi had it together, she had a successful career, a nice house on the beach and a rich husband. It was her 2nd marriage, the first leaving her a little distrustful of people- however she found safety and security with Marvin. He sold medical supplies to hospitals and was ten years her senior. For her part, she was the typical trophy wife, very beautiful, p...
(Feel free to read the earlier installments of this series). It's bad enough when you find out your wife was named "Blow Job Queen of Ridley High" by her fellow students but worse yet when you find out that after marrying her she continued to use her oral talents on other guys. Heck, I had no knowledge of her oral addiction until years after we had tied t...
Joanne wondered what Mr. Johnson wanted so late at night. It had been a long day and the twenty-eight year old account executive was ready to go home finally when he buzzed her. With a deep sigh, she set her handbag down on her desk and walked briskly to the corner office where the Senior Vice President for Corporate Accounts kept his hours for the day. It w...
Cassie hunched over the bar lazily, her elbows up and chin resting in her soft palms. Her tongue flicked mindlessly over the pair of symmetrical studs embedded in her lower lip. She glanced around the bar for the millionth time, vision partially obscured by the long evergreen hair that draped in front of her left eye. She stood at the bar, waiting patiently...
It takes ten minutes to make him coffee when I'm wearing the bar. At least, if I don't want to demolish the kitchen. But it has to be right, or else he'll take the pad off me. The pad sits across the back of my neck and stops the bar wearing against my skin. Too much sugar, not strong enough, and I'll end up sweating and chafing against the steel. I should...
"Oooo, Yes Darling! Just like that! You feel so wonderful in my ass. Why haven't we thought of this sooner?" There I was, 8:30 am, prior to work on a Monday morning, on all fours in an empty office suite, Darren making love to my large bubble butt with his thick, black, hard 10 1/2 inch shaft. I was adorned in my smokey gray business suit, which included a m...
I am one of these people that has never had any luck with men. When I was in high school I never had a date for the prom, in fact, I was never asked for a date at all. I suppose I never learned how to use make up like most girls. It was always too much trouble to put on and I felt it wouldn't help me that much anyway. I am 5" 7" and admit I do have a weight...
Jasmin Lacey sat behind her desk, a very wide smile pasted across her pretty face. To anyone within her office at that time, it would have been obvious why she looked so happy: kneeling between her open legs was her husband and sometimes secretary, Ben. Ben's head was buried between her thighs and he lapped contentedly at her wet pussy while Jasmin built ste...