Disclaimer: All characters in this story are above 18 years old. * 38 year old James Rosenshield lived with his wife Michaela and their two children in Stockholm, the capital city of Sweden. He was the son of a real estate developer and an architect. Michaela was the daughter of an investment banker and a private jet pilot. As a consequence, they both had...
Chapter 6 - Seth gets caged and does more drinking I finished the whole drink and took a few minutes to savor the soothing effect but then got back to service. I went back down to the basement, opened the other box and unpackaged the few separate units. There was a butt plug device, a cock cage device and two separate charging cords. Both devices were made...
I shared an apartment with three other guys for a few years. Most of the time, it wasn't so bad. But, when one of the guys brought a girl home, whoever shared a room with that guy was expected to vacate so the guy with someone could have a little privacy. We even worked out a system. Each of us has his own color Post-It notes - one blue, one green, one yell...
It was mundane as hell. The dishwasher was full, she was emptying it. Simple. Mind bogglingly simple. When she was finished with the dishwasher, there was sorting washing from machine to dryer and putting a new load on. Then she was done. A scandal rag was waiting for her in the loo, she would read of fat celebs who could easily fit twice over into her cloth...
In the middle to late 80's there was a magazine dedicated to bare female vulvas called "Close Shave." At the time it was the only magazine I could find specializing in the topic. Complete removal of pubic hair was not yet mainstream, and in some books and articles it was considered kinky. Since it was a fringe sex magazine, it contained few, if any, advertis...
"Well, what did you do with Chrissie's panties?" An unusual question across the garden fence. Not a question about how the dahlias or runner beans were doing. Dave added, "Did the little frogs go swimming in the washing machine?" And then he sang: "Glub glub" went the little green frog one day. Glub glub" went the little green frog. Glub glub" went the lit...
Bent over the pillows, your delectable bottom in the air, all your secret places on display. Twitches and wiggles you feel you should be embarrassed about, but, are feeling excited about... desiring more. I have licked and sucked you, and you are wet, dripping... somewhere a silly thought, “I’ll have wash that pillow...” makes you giggle. For a moment I l...
It took six months from my first blood test until surgery was prescribed. Unfortunately this was only a slightly feminizing surgery - I was diagnosed with prostate cancer, and the simplest solution was a radical removal of the whole organ. Needless to say, this was extremely depressing as I had become accustomed to mind-blowing orgasms through prostate stimu...
It was my twenty-second year, and I had figured it out. I realized only one thing could bring me real happiness. It was a simple thing that happened every day, yet somehow I had never experienced it. I just wanted to fall in love. Then I saw him, and I felt like a princess in a fairy tale. He was tall and handsome, though not too athletic. There was a ner...
Disclaimer: This story is fiction and fantasy. It does not describe any existing situation or known person. If you're under 18, please do not read. Acknowledgment: The author wishes to thank Beautiful Midnight for her editing skills and help on this story. Introduction: This is the second installment of a story whereby a man gives into his need to submit...