"It may be a perverted taste, but I love prostitution, and for itself, too, quite apart from its carnal aspects ... The idea of prostitution is a meeting place of so many elements - lust, bitterness, complete absence of human contact, muscular frenzy, the clink of gold - that to peer into it makes one reel. One learns so many things in a brothel, and feels s...
My boyfriend Billy always has a wild New Years party, I attended last years one and had a great time, the highlight of the evening was a group scene with 3 professional athletes who's names will not be mentioned. Billy and I have been together now for 20 months. At 32, he is 13 years older than me, he is about 6 foot, 190 pounds of solid, masculine man, he h...
Pete Night and his mother, Jo Ann Night, had just finished unloading all their stuff into their sixth and brand new house in Los Angeles, California. The reason why Pete and his mother had moved so many times is because of Pete's weight problem. At 18, Pete stood at 5'7 and weighted over 230 pounds. He was picked on and bullied at every school he attended. H...
[This is a chapter in a serial and will gain from your reading the earlier chapters first; however, it can be read on its own. It does involve bodily functions, some incestuous behavior, and significant discipline. If any of that offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] ***** I woke up and felt wet in my panties. "Jill," I told...
(This is a fictional story about a young man's experiences enslaved by a middle age woman. It is a tickler for men not to overlook middle aged women who are not only sexually experienced having grown up in the liberated 70's but are not afraid of taking over as well! Having personally experienced women from their young adulthood in college to women in their...
Just as sleep starts to take me, I feel him climb into bed, his arms circling me briefly. His hands rubbing at my wrists, pulling me, until I am lying face-down. The sharp sound of the handcuffs ratcheting, encasing my wrists, brings me fully awake. He growls, deep in his throat as he slips a blindfold over my eyes, and says, "We are going out...get up!" "W...
They were the best of breasts. They were the worst of breasts. They were the worst because they were so fucking big and everybody wanted to play with them and it kept 38-year-old Hilda Humper pretty damn busy. Hilda was the type of lady that was not busy fighting them off either. She was busy finding time to fit as much sex into her busy schedule as possibl...
It was my 60th birthday and despite being so broke that I had lost all hope of ever seeing the day when my bills were less than my income, I splurged for the first time in over 20 years. I had dreamed my entire life of visiting the baseball hall of fame in Cooperstown, NY. Actually, my dream began as being inducted into the hall of fame after the most spar...
This is a twisted little fable, based on a twisted little nightmare. I definitely need to get my head examined. Oh well, enjoy! ****** In general, Lena was able to control her temper, which was a good thing since she was an experienced practitioner of witchcraft. The talent for magic ran through the women in Lena's family, getting stronger with each gener...
I woke up with some sadness. I was having a great time, and today was our last full day. I was also very sore, my whole body hurt. My head, hair, jaws, pussy and ass were really abused over the past couple of days. I wasn't sure if I could take any more, but I knew I would probably have to suck up the pain, and just enjoy myself. I would need a week's vacati...