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Little Billy

by george_nobush on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Married for many years, our sex together had been infrequent at best. We always went through the same routine. She sucked me for a minute or so, I ate her to her 1st orgasm. I would then mount her and she would close her legs, unlike the typical spread of acceptance we see in porn movies. I just figured it felt better for her. It's only now putting her legs...

Sibling Spanking Ch. 02

by cynthiablaine7 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

This story does involve some rather graphic descriptions of bodily functions. If that offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen's 34-year-old younger sister Lynn was just recovering from her first spanking since she was a teenager. She had come over to see her sister when Maureen was giving weekly spankings to her three chi...

Her True Self Ch. 03

by auditguy85 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Rules and Punishment: Complete Control The third rule and most important one after the two fundamental rules, was that she was to always follow any of his instructions without question or hesitation, even if the instruction would cause her to break a rule (which she would still be punished for). He had told her that if she ended up breaking a rule do to an...

Relinquishing Her Autonomy

by ExistentialDamsel on Jan 28, 2020
BDSM

Chapter 1 - Establishing the Terms Phillip is a divorced, handsome, professor of economics at a university in the Northeast. In his late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching goatee, he has a distinguished look befitting a man of his age and profession. At 6 feet, with broad shoulders and strong arms, he has a large physical presence, a touch of rugge...

Relinquishing Her Autonomy Ch. 01-02

by ExistentialDamsel on Feb 3, 2020
BDSM

Chapter 1 - Establishing the Terms Phillip is a divorced, handsome, professor of economics at a university in the Northeast. In his late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching goatee, he has a distinguished look befitting a man of his age and profession. At 6 feet, with broad shoulders and strong arms, he has a large physical presence, a touch of rugge...

bree Learns a Lesson

by darwin1859 on Feb 7, 2018
BDSM

Copyright (c) 2011-2018 by darwin1859. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I wrote this story a very long time ago, inspired by "The Lesson" by slave bree, which I cannot find online anymore. This story starts the same way before veering off in a different direction. The unique capitalization was...

At the Boardwalk

by FireCleanses on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The night had just begun with the sun creeping slowly under the horizon leaving the sky reminiscent of brighter blues. Now purples, oranges, pinks, and a darker blue lined the roof of the world. Sasha walked, as she was told, down the Boardwalk. Her hair free, was dancing lightly across her shoulders in the evening wind. Nervousness had taken its familiar pl...

Natalie and Me Ch. 02 - Toilet Use

by susangreenway on Jun 16, 2020
Fetish

[This story of how I proceeded in a short-term program to improve my toilet habits and behavior contains frank discussion of bodily functions. If you find this offensive, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Although I am mostly dominant, I do have a submissive part of me that occasionally craves to be taken in hand by a young, severe, attra...

Tammy & I Together Again

by PLJ on Sep 3, 2017
Fetish

We all left for a weekend at the local Hilton. It had a hot tub, pool, sauna, and weight room. The rooms were really nice, two bedrooms connected with a common “living room” area. As expected when we got there they took one room and Will and I took the other. Tammy walked out of their room nude… except for a very small red belt she wore around her w...

Doctors Orders 2nd Appointment

by Misslexia on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

The instructions in Dr. Jones' letter were clear, if a little puzzling and I followed them exactly. At a quarter past seven the next morning I rang the bell on the surgery door. Margaret let me in. "Morning Chrissie," she greeted me. "Dr. Jones is in room 3 waiting for you, go right in." I went in. Dr Susan Jones was waiting. She looked stunning again. Her...