Hier ein paar Geschichten zu Paola. Im Folgenden schreibe ich aus der "Ich" Perspektive auch wenn die Geschichten nicht wirklich passiert sind. VG bedeutet, dass es eine (kurze!) Vorgeschichte gibt, bevor das eigentliche Thema beginnt. Erstmal Allgemeines: Mein Name ist Paola. Ich bin 19 Jahre alt und wohne in einem kleinen Dorf direkt am Waldrand....
Author's note: 'All things must pass' and I feel that this series has reached a natural conclusion. As always, I must point out that all players in this fictional saga are aged 18 or older, and all sexual acts are consensual. The Making of a Mistress Chapter 6: Cwm Pechod's Cuckold Community The invitations to the party for the combined wedding anniversary...
Note: Please understand that while the subjects covered in this storyline are indeed fantasies of mine, none have been lived out so reality may indeed be far different than what I imagine and write. On top of that I'm not a trained writer so I'm positive there is room for improvement. _________________________________________ I'd had the urges for years, a...
Just a note that everyone in this story is over 18 years of age. Please enjoy. *** She wondered if she should bring it up. They had been talking about things that they could do to spice up their sex life. She thought it was a good idea. But this was pretty far out there, she had always been the edgier of the two of them and it was really something she wa...
Do comply with the law. If your government, in its wisdom, prohibits you from reading this, then do not read it. My advice to you is that you should not read this. It contains graphic portrayals of bad things that people shouldn't do. (WS, Fdom Msub, and I just realized there's no sex) * It was just one of the succession of things my Mistress has trie...
- 24 - “Sweetie, you need to wake up.” My wife was gently shaking me. “It’s time to go to bed. Trish, can you help me here?” My sister-in-law pulled on my arms trying to get me to stand up. I opened my eyes trying to make sense of what was going on. “What happened to the bathrobes? Why are we all still on the couch?” I muttered. “What are you talking abo...
Back to the Grind Melissa scooted inside the door, putting her hand out behind her to ease the screen door shut, rather than letting it bang loudly against the door frame. She was drenched from the short walk across the entry courtyard. A summer thunderstorm was blowing sheets of rain through the screen door, drenching the rug and flagstones in the entry ar...
When I got home my wife was sat on the sofa watching a film. I walked over and turned it off. "You have some talking to do," I said. "Shall I tell you how Bob is?" I shouted. For the next fifteen minutes she listened, ashen faced, while I told her whom I'd met. "Right, I want to know the real version! True version! Not the bullshit version. I know lots of...
It was approaching their 38th wedding anniversary and Tinkerbell hadn't sprung Arthur wanking recently. It must have been about 2 weeks since he last snuggled up to her in bed, sliding his hand under the covers to fondle her breasts and rub his cock against her. Only a few weeks before that they had been on a road trip where it had been difficult to play on...
Where do I even begin? For readers who haven't read my previous stories, my name is Misty. I'm your typical ordinary looking girl, dirty blonde hair and plump boobs with a curvier figure. Not fat and not skinny. My sex drive is anything but ordinary, though. The past couple of months I've been exploring a new founded fetish I happened on by accident. Scat....