Author's Note: I debated putting this second part of the story into the BDSM category, but I decided that it had started as a Loving Wives story and the characters wouldn't be doing what they're doing without the adultery, so it would remain in this category. If you don't like spankings / strappings of a disloyal wife... this is not the story for you. If...
As you may recall, Master Jason and I spent Wednesday afternoon studying math, then after dinner we cuddled on the couch while he told me the history of his hypnotic powers. That interlude ended quite abruptly, due to my Master's need (or desire -- they're the same to me) to fuck me, and as my ass is still recovering from yesterday, I had almost a whole seco...
(As I often do I am writing the story for someone else. In this case its Emily and Robert who pleased me by telling me what I needed to know, then edited this piece so it ended up close to what they wanted to say.) My name is Emily and I had been married to Robert for just over five years when this story begins. We are still married and deeply in love with...
"Craig's just got to be calling my cell right now," Leslie's distraught voice of rationality tried to speak up over the cataclysmic din ringing in her ears. Watching Britney's head descend between her thighs once again, Leslie knew she didn't have much more time to dissect the ramifications of what she was doing before it would be too late. "When I don't a...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothi...
What happens when we die after sex with a beautiful woman as our last memory? What happens when we die? As if it's a replaying movie, is our last memory of life what we continue to keep after death? Is there life after death? Or once we die, is there nothing in the way that we felt and remembered nothing before we were born? Is there God? Is there Heaven a...
I had awaken in a series of small steps. First, there was a vague feeling of pain- not piercing, but certainly not pleasant, either, radiating from my side and my calf. Needles and pins in my left arm, for I had been sleeping with it underneath me. Small steps. A soothing roaring of water all around me- approaching, then receding, then repeating in a hyp...
This is another story from my former username "newfavorite," I only added minor tweaks to this story, I corrected some grammar and spelling. There is not much sex in this one and it is shorter than my normal story. *** The job market wasn't doing so hot in Megan's hometown. She had gone to college upstate to become an HR professional, but after weeks of j...
After having flashed truckers and others in restaurants, I was craving attention even more. I wanted to be seen, touched, fingered and fucked by strangers. This is my burden to bear. I know it's not normal, but I crave attention from strangers. Sir says I am the biggest tease he has ever known. I am only allowed to tease strangers when he says I can. H...
Dear Readers, This story is fiction and contains seemingly non-consensual sexual situations. If this subject matter bothers you, please look elsewhere for erotic stimulation. All others, please enjoy and comment if you like. Kyra awoke with a start, then blinked a few times to orient herself. She had an itch, an annoying one, that seemed to be moving fro...