I had moved to a neighboring country to attend university, but because I was unable to get into one of the very busy hostels, I was forced to rent a place elsewhere. I was thinking of renting a room on my own, but disliked the idea of staying with a whole house full of strangers, and I couldn't afford to rent an entire house on my own, so frankly, I was at m...
As I'm wandering through the lingerie section, I notice you watching me. I can't help but blush thinking that you must realize that I am looking for me rather than someone else. I select a pair of black lacy French briefs, the kind that mould to the shape of my arse, a matching pair of suspenders and a pair of sheer black stockings with little bows at the ba...
I guess it's really my own fault. I took the picture. I admitted my attraction to her friend. I even confessed my secret fetish for sexual humiliation. And yet, when you combined that knowledge and used it against me, well...it was something I never anticipated. We'd always played around with sexy messaging — in e-mails, IMs, and text messages. I always enj...
Perched gracefully on the edge of the velvet-covered ottoman, she watched blissfully as her husband tended to the shiny, new spiked heels that cradled her freshly pampered feet in front of him. His lips and tongue danced delicately along the riveted leather that traced seductively around her arch, then shifted perspective to suck hungrily on the 3" heel befo...
17 April 1922, Berlin Three riding crops were lined up in a row. Two cat o' nine tails next to them. A leather mask and bustier. Cuffs lined with mink. On a raised dais was a daybed draped in red velvet. Candles flickered in sconces on the walls. Fierce heat from the fireplace. It wasn't your typical showroom, but then Ingrid was a master--or rather, mistr...
I answered the door, my heart racing a little. No amount of makeup prep or hair-smoothing could prepare me. This was as good as it's gonna get. "Hi" I breathed, trying to fight the blush. Eric stepped past me, into the living room. "Are you alone?" He asked, looking through to the kitchen area. I nodded. He seemed stressed, if not a little cryptic. There...
One of my first female housemates was Margaret and we ended up living together for over 2 years. She was 12 years older than me at the time (I was 22 and she was 34). Margaret was a very shapely woman with big hips and buttocks which were her best physical asset, along with her large breasts. She always had the habit though, of leaving her dirty clothes...
I come through from the kitchen carefully carrying the bowl of nice hot water with the lavender salts in, all dissolved, making the water smooth and silky. Fragrant steam rose from it and I inhale deeply. I set the bowl down on the floor at her feet. She sits in the big armchair, slumped rather into it, her legs stretched out. Her work jacket is slung over...
The white room where Karl Ricardo worked was full of men on computers. It was a circular room like something in A.I. The only real color in the room was the assortment of clothes the men were wearing. In front of them was a large window overlooking the streets of Seattle below. The sound of sneakers filled the room that had only really had the sounds of fin...
I have written about my wife Susie and how we both love cum and that she eagerly indulges my obsession with the precious fluid. I'm bisexual and sometimes involve the services of another man for my cum fix. She loves to see me with my mouth being stuffed by a hard cock and how much I enjoy it. Lately, she has pushed for a more active role in helping me. Susi...