I couldn't imagine a more perfect way to spend the morning of my 35th birthday. It had been a beautiful, spring Saturday morning. I got up a little later than usual, put on my khakis and a polo shirt, grabbed breakfast at the club house with my best friends, and spent the entire morning playing golf. Usually, weekend mornings are full of 'Daddy-duties' for m...
Suzanne O'Halloran drove slowly down the steep mountainside track leading down from the freeway towards the clear blue waters of Harpers Lake and the grey forbidding monolith of the Hargreaves Institute beyond. Pine trees brushed the fenders of her Cadillac Escalade SUV as she reluctantly steered towards a weeks therapy and rest at Dr Hargreaves state of th...
I lay in bed waiting for you, only wearing a blanket to cover from others that may enter. Knowing what you have planned, I hide my erection under the blankets so no one will see it. The jingle of your keys upon the desk signals that you are here. My cock twitches in anticipation as I squeeze the blanket tighter and begin blushing. You open the door and step...
- 31 - Before I left the house the next morning my wife handed two envelopes, one with Julies name on it and the other with Jessica's. Smiling, my wife said, "You are not to open these but to give them to those ladies first thing in the morning. I'll know if you don't so be good and do as you are told." Julie wasn't at her desk when I arrived so I left it...
[This is an erotic story, which does have an element of an oral fetish, but is mostly romantic.] I was walking through the female dormitory one afternoon after a study session with a friend of mine. As I walked through the halls, I couldn't help but peer into the occasional door that remained open. I was by no means a Peeping Tom, but I couldn't help but be...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I write stories most people find particularly depraved. To paraphrase Frank Zappa: If you are determined to be outraged, I can accommodate you. *** When I woke up, I lay in Jenna's bed for a moment, as I heard her fiddling around in the kitchen, and I realized that this was the first time I'd stayed out all night, and since I'd left my bedro...
My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...
My name is Samantha but everyone calls me Sam. My Mom and I have a VERY open relationship. Some people might think it weird and it is kinda weird. She has always told me about her relationships in typical female graphic detail and REALLY intimate details about Steve, her boyfriend. He moved in when I was 18, about two years ago or so. I'm still living at hom...
I remember she made me try the Sissy Peni-Pacifier in the store. It was a humiliating day outing, meant as "my" Christmas gift. Dressed up in a tiny bright red sexy elf costume with marabou trim around the edges that ended at my sissy clit, black fishnet stockings and 4" black heels, with a ridiculously large shiny red bow in my hair, surrounded by mirrors a...
Hello I‘m 18 and a diaper baby with a perverted stepmommy. I‘m in diapers and stuff because of her, but well what am I supposed to do about it. This is what my normal day looks like. I wake up, get my morning diaper change and then mommy and I go into the bathroom and she gives me a bath. Mommy makes sure to wash all the important places, as she puts it. Tha...