For the context of this story read, "Interview at the BDSM Club." Pam and I stopped for lunch and talked about the things of that we experienced at the BDSM Club the previous night. We still could not believe how turned-on we were, even though last night had been non-stop sex. We talked about the things we had done at the instruction of Dr. Liz and Dr. Emil...
Part 2 - And Now Chapter 1 In the years following my first encounter, I enjoyed a varied and good sex life with a number of men, some great lovers, others not so great. Surprisingly none rivalling my first time. Until now. This all brings me to the present. I am now thirty something and I recently experienced a memorable encounter. Gary and I met on an a...
"Rickiee, you may get dressed and go home. I no longer need you today." Mistress Rebecca said in a serious tone. "Is there something I did wrong, Mistress? I asked. "No Rickiee, I am through with you today. You will return at 7:00 a.m. on Saturday morning." I looked at Mistress Rebecca. I was wondering why Saturday. I was about to ask ... "You will retur...
[***Note to Readers: This is the second installment of a two part story. I would recommend reading "Bitch for a Day - Part 1." If you don't read Part 1, then all you need to know is that the husband character in this story lost a bet with his wife and thus agreed to be her "Bitch" for a day. In Part 1, she assumed a dominant role and made him eat her creampi...
Part 5 I had arranged to meet Leeann at a small beach resort a few miles from town. They had small wooden bungalows that faced onto the beach. I regularly used the resort for friends visiting from out of town, so being seen there was not at all suspicious. I arrived at reception and paid cash for the room. I got back into my car and drove down the narrow ro...
Charmaine spent the next week wrestling with her guilt, as well as her arousal. Things still weren't going well with Danny, so she wasn't getting fucked, and she yearned for Dean's cock. She couldn't stop thinking about how he felt inside her. And all week long Nick was asking her out, or offering her rides home, or trying to kiss her. She was able to turn h...
I don't know what you call it where you live but in my country someone who steals women's underwear off a clothes line is call a snow-dropper. I have no idea why it is called snow-dropping but a little research shows it to be an old British slang word for a linen thief that originated around 1810. My story began when I was a teen boy in the early 1980's whe...
He was getting ready to go off to college when his mother said he would be boarding with his Aunt Jo and save the money on the dorms. She said she would feel more comfortable with him under aunt Jo's watchful eye. It created a bit of disquiet in him. While he liked to have his way with women; the way his Aunt Jo had looked at him made him feel differently. I...
BACKGROUND - I met my current wife online. She read some erotic stories I'd written and posted in another online site, wrote to me, I replied. One thing led to another and we moved in together. She knew going in that I enjoyed occasional oral sex with men, and thought it was "hot" to hear the details. I have not shared her, and she's not seen me with other m...
Please read the previous 2 stories before you read this if you want to know a bit about the characters! They follow similar adventures if you enjoyed this and the story flows better. Thank you! ***** Once I had developed a friendship with a fellow panty boy, things started to get fun. I don't have anyone else I can talk to about wearing panties. It felt ex...