This is a work of fiction, the product of wishful thinking. All characters are over the age of 18. * I'm John, just a normal 25 year old guy who makes a living helping customers with the hardware and software they bought from my employer. A year ago, we picked up a new customer. Being a smaller business, there were only 2 office personnel; Kathy, a short...
Stone was true to his word. He frequently fucked her ass after her enemas. He also made use of it sometimes in the evening, that is, when he didn't use her mouth (or both). This too became part of her routine. One evening after she'd given him a blow job, he had her stand beside him as he sat in his favorite chair. "As I recall from reading the measureme...
Both of my hands were gripped around the base of his huge cock like holding a baseball bat which still left a good six inches available for my lovely wife's waiting cunt. I lay there transfixed at the sight, as her pussy lips opened wide to receive his cock. She slowly lowered herself on to it. It will never fit I thought to myself as she moaned with its...
Jamal had been running his own business for over twelve years now, and his home reflected his success. He lived in a four bedroom house with a three acre plot. He had his own personal garage in the old barn at the back of the house. He was restoring a 1967 Ford Mustang GT. The other outhouse, he had kitted out as a playroom, and added a basement. He had turn...
When we married I had only a handful of anal experiences… relishing each one. My wife and I had one during our year and a half courting period. I had gone out with my buddies and came home all worked up and drunk enough to have my decision making abilities hindered to say the least. Needless to say, it wasn't one of my finest hours and didn't make it an expe...
My name is Caitlin Mendel. A five-foot-ten, lean, blonde-haired and green-eyed, deeply nerdy Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Saint Marcus College, a local two-year school, and these days, life is okay. I like the way the school is looking this year. Forty two percent of the eight-thousand-person student body is of A...
She came into my office again today. This time she wore a mini-dress, ankle bracelet and high-heeled black patent sandals. Through the dark stockings it was evident her toenails were painted pink. I escorted her away from my desk towards the couch and coffee table corner, the less formal "just folks" area of my spacious suite. While my voice offered the usua...
She started, awakening to the sound of several clicks directly in front of her. She felt her wrists being jammed together, joined by an extremely short chain. She could not see, and other than the sound of creaking leather and vinyl, and the clicks of the chains being snapped into place, she could not hear. The only sense available to her was that of smell,...
We are fairly new to BDSM and I am gradually training my partner to be a good Dom so that I may enjoy what appeals to me while she gets enjoyment herself. The narrative below is one such experience. It was an overcast but warm day and we were relaxing in the garden. As the garden is secluded we were nude and enjoying the freedom from clothing. I was laying...
The trip back only takes five minutes, but it must have seemed like eternity to poor Sarah, I look in the mirror to see her biting her lip and desperately crossing her legs in an attempt to stop the growing sensation in her pussy. I take pity on her as we pull up onto your drive and reach back to flick the vibrator off so she will be able to walk into the ho...