"So I can do anything I want so long as I also do it to myself?" William nodded, handcuffed to a chair and wearing just a white shirt and his boxer shorts. Lois stood over him wearing one of his shirts and presumably and some panties. Lois looked around the room, staring at the pies, gateaux's and the assorted gooey substances scattered about. "Where to s...
Author's note: Finally Gumdrop's story approaches its end... This is the last submission before the finale in chapters 20 and 21. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least t...
I have the most loving husband a girl could want. John has always been reassuring and supportive for me, even before we had married 5 years ago. He was totally unlike the other guys I'd dated in school. John was the college jock type, and very intelligent. He was quarterback at his High School and was a walk-on at the University we went to. I was a cheerlead...
Author's note: As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedly strange fetish means, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musings of a young girl who chooses t...
Note to reader: This is a chapter of the WORST Chain Story ever – my attempt at trying to write a story worthy of the worstness inflicted on you by the people before me. It is meant to be a humorous take on the Romance part of the chain. It would have been in the Humour and Satire category if it was not a chain story. Now read, and have fun. * * * * * Magd...
Her hands fluttered over my head. I planted kisses into the soft wet pubic fleece and on the still open pussy, my tongue licking at the warm used flesh. Her hands moved down on either side of my head. Her fingers stroked softly for a moment at the hollows of her inner thighs, then slowly spread the fleshy, hair-rimmed lips, allowing my mouth complete access...
Hi folks, just a fun little vignette based on a real life experience, and considerably embellished, of course. Thanks to Britease for reviewing and editing this work. ***** I was in Las Vegas with my wife of three years, Leanna. She and I had eaten a late lunch and we were wandering hand in hand through the bar area of one of the major hotels. Then there...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7.5 min/mp3) * * * * * I didn't want to go to a lot of trouble this year, so instead of a birthday cake, I decided to make this recipe, which I thought would be easier. It was a little while before I realised what it was I was making! and then it seemed so funny I thought I better write it up....
At last I got my cream pie! And I want to tell you how it happened. I have been married to Angela for the last sixteen years, and it has been generally a happy marriage. Angie was a virgin when we met and until recently she had only experienced my cock. We married at twenty after meeting each other in a club, and now aged thirty-six Angie still looks good....
I had known all my life that I was into WAM before I knew there was a word for it. Let me explain something before I get into it: WAM is nothing to do with the campy 1980s pop duo of George Michael and Andrew Ridgeley. WAM stands for Wet And Messy, and refers to the fetish of being aroused by oneself or other people being, well, wet and/or messy. By messy I...