Warning: this story not only contains elements of anal play but also of bondage, domination and humiliation. Read to your own risks and perils... It had come as no surprise for her to be wakened up at 4 o'clock this brisk morning of June. He always reserved the right to fuck her anytime he wished to. Not that she minded, nothing was more exciting that to wa...
The breeze is stirring through my hair as W/we drive along in Your vehicle. i no longer care where the road leads because You have already pulled me from reality back to where this whore belongs, in Your realm....... It started in Your home where You brought me in, dragging me by my hair, down the stairs and into Your dungeon. Your words telling me what a...
All characters in this story are over 18 years of age. ***** Jenni pours all her gratitude for her Daddy's loving care into worshipping him on her knees. Mark lets the sketchpad fall next to the easy chair. He gasps when she opens wide to suck him as best she can, looking up into his bright, startled eyes. Hers look almost scary, with the thin skin stretch...
This is a story about adult situations and adult sexuality. Please go elsewhere if you are underage in the community you dwell. This is a fantasy and the names have been changed to protect the horny and guilty. Enjoy! ***** I awoke to the sounds of sex emanating from the bathroom. I got up off the floor and opened the bathroom door. There were my wife and...
The sweat trickled down Lillian's flushed cheeks as she curled her fingers tightly under her thumbs, her small fists concealed by the loose cotton smock as she prepared to punish the drawn face leaning over her. Only inches above the child's trembling chin, the ten year old bully looked around at the other girls for assurance then turned back and with a snee...
Author's Note: All characters are adults, which in this context means they are at least twenty-one years of age. ***** Dearest Emily, Any hopes you harboured that I might resist the dreadful act of sodomy I must now dash, and with them any last iota of respect for me, but it is some small matter of pride to me that I maintained this last pretense of virtu...
Samantha laughed at her mother as she helped take down the Christmas tree. "You know it's almost Groundhog Day, Mom. I don't believe you thought we should leave this up until Valentine's Day." "It's just January 19. It's not like it's Lent. We're barely out of the Twelve Days of Christmas, darling," her mother responded. But her mother didn't say much, ju...
Lissa's gait was wobbly as she walked into breakfast on the arms of the two men. She felt an odd pride as all eyes turned toward them. She wished that everyone could have seen her triumph the night before. The power she had felt when she made tears flow from Gables pale green eyes, and forced Colin to scream with pleasure. She had never felt so strong as w...
The saying that "Politics Makes Strange Bedfellows" was proven true in spades in a real life situation. The basic facts are a matter of public record and many of the details (the rest are my embellishments) were told to me by one of the two main "characters." In the following almost entirely true story the names, state, and political office have been changed...
It started innocently enough - as stories of serendipitous sex often do - and I must confess to not having any idea that the day would turn out as it did - but perhaps I should fill you in a little before launching off on to my adventure with the Southern Belle. As hot and steamy is the South is, things are much more prim and proper than one might expect -...