This is the true part...Debbie loves fantasies about here and a group of guys. She loves to suck nice big cocks and see cum fly. We have actually meet a small group of guys a couple of times and she has loved every minute. The following is just a fantasy for now but I know sometime soon it will be a memory.....here is what she wants, with a little bondage t...
Immediately, I was told to go to the basement. When I descended the stairs, I couldn't believe my eyes. There he was, wrists bound and outstretched, wearing nothing but his boxer-briefs and a blindfold. Coming around to his front, intent to confirm the identity given away by his tattoos, the cherry on top was revealed to be a pair of scissors in his mouth....
I am writing this with the help of my husband, Ted. I wrote the story in my own words and thoughts, then he read it and edited for me. Ted told me to not try and write a "hot" story, just tell it like I would to a friend. I first saw Ted sitting on the curb near the Hospital I was taking classes at. He was dirty, no filthy is a better word, head down, hair...
I had been working on a difficult project with a looming deadline for about three weeks without giving much thought or consideration to life outside the job. I had not taken time for personal time, including spending time with my wife. She said she understood and had kept herself busy with her work, friends and outside activities. Until one Saturday morning....
She stepped from the car with her silky hair around her head like a halo, but this woman was definitely not an angel. My leash, rather firmly attached to my ever firm cock, pulled me out of the car. As my naked body stepped out into public I did not even show a sign of embarrassment. Mistress had trained me well over the last few weeks—at least I think the...
I was an engineering student. I had a room partner a north Indian girl. We used to enjoy a lot in hostels seeing nude photos, clips, porn's on our laptop. She was a sexy girl, 6 feet tall, nice waist, healthy cups and soft sexy body. I college she was called sex bomb. She had a boy friend in college, but they separated later. Last year, suddenly I got a cal...
Slipping back into the room, I sit on the end of the bed and watch you sleep. Your hands are thrown above your head; your face turned to the side, your profile strong and so handsome in your slumber. My eyes linger upon your chest, raising and lowering with your deep restful breathing. I can’t help but walk around the bed to place a kiss upon your cheek. D...
I met Cathy by chance at a party in Germany seventeen years ago. She was on holiday, and I had been living there for a few years but was moving home a couple of months later. She gave me her phone number, and I called at the first opportunity after getting settled. A visit followed shortly. I didn't know what to expect. I probably didn't expect anything. I...
The name is Stella Clayton-Qasim and I'm a thirty three-year-old Black woman living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, delightfully curvy, big-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed. I used to play for the Women's Rugby Club at my old university. These days, I work as a clerk/legal secretary for a law firm in downtown Det...
My world begins to fade back to from blackness. I'm very groggy and my vision is returning. I'm in a hotel room and my Mistress is standing in front of me. My head is still spinning as I try to understand my surroundings. I would say we have a lesbian relationship, except Mistress is a shemale, with a beautifully feminine body and a perfect cock. Maybe that...