Author's note: This chapter marks the end of this series, which seems to have run its course. I am grateful to my readers who have commented on my story. As ever, I should remind them that this is a work of total fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age, and everyone who participates in any of the sexual practices described does so consensually....
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"So, that's it. The new contract for Robert and me in our new life of bondage to you. I rather like it, in fact. It's making me wet, just thinking of how much we're both your sluts now. My hubby and I. We belong to you for life, by our own agreement. We will gladly serve you, as this contract stipulates, Master," Lindsay assured me, her silky hands caressing...
This story is the culmination of a long erotic dream I had one morning. I fleshed it out and added more details to make it longer. None of the people are real, but are loosely based on people in my life. If cuckolding isn't your thing...well, you can always click away. Or keep reading. You may find something you like... Donna stands in the doorway, softly...
This is a nice big comfortable car thought Sabrina, as her head bobbed up and down on the big thick black cock she was gobbling. She could feel the cockhead throbbing at the back of her throat each time her red painted lips slid down its length, and she knew that this stranger who had bought her drinks all night and given her a lift home from the club was re...
I sat down at my usual stool at Kieran's, an Irish style pub in my neighborhood, and I naturally expected to order my usual Harp's or Guinness, from my usual bartender, Kevin Murtaugh, a gruff, but otherwise likeable fellow always willing to lend an ear. That was not what happened, of course, or there wouldn't be a story to tell. At any rate, there I was, wa...
Author's note. As this saga continues, aspects of sadism, slavery, cuckoldry, lesbianism, denial and general bdsm are explored. All characters are figments of the author's imagination, and all characters consent to every aspect of the activities described. As always, all characters are aged over 18. Chapter nine. Saturday morning dawned, and Sara slipped f...
Summary: A wife discovers her husband is curious about pegging and.... Note 1: This is a Holiday 2016 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave and goamz86 for editing this story. The Best Present Ever: Pegging my Man I was working from home, stuck with a sick child, when my whole world changed. My work laptop died and...
Bad company. That's what everybody says about me behind my back. And to be honest, I don't give a flying fuck. My name is Julianna McCain. A six-foot-tall, slender and athletic, red-haired and green-eyed young woman of English descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a Canadian porn star with a unique specialty. I am really into In...
Jack stood naked in the bathroom doorway. It was 7 a.m. Saturday morning, and he had just finished depilating his body from the waist down, as I had instructed him. "Looking good, honey. Nice and smooth," I said. I motioned him towards the bed. We had a rustic king-size bed, the legs of which were made of polished 8-inch thick logs. The headboard consisted...