Session 8: The Film Session When Jessica walked into Mistress Christina's home, she found her waiting for her in the back room in an usual set up. There was a camera on a video stand, a sheet, a mask, a huge pile of dildos of all shapes and sizes including several stuck to the wall and some stuck to the floor and five large video monitors on a table facing...
I am a 34 year old divorced woman. I have recently moved from the small town where I spent my whole life to a larger city, to re-start my life. My ex-husband had little or no interest in sex. Sometimes it would be months between feeble attempts. There was never anything interesting or creative. No oral, or anal, which I was craving. I have tried to figure...
This is the fifth chapter in a true story that happened to me about five years ago. I was 49 years old at the time going on the urges of a 30 old male. My wife had died in a car crash about eighteen months previous to this story. (Names have been changed to prevent any problems with the real life people) * * * * * Wednesday morning came to fast for me. I w...
New Employee Gives Me An Interview I have two major things going for me right now: I'm hot, and I'm very successful. I know that may sound weird, considering most successful women aren't hot, but somehow I used my looks to get me where I wanted to be career wise. I'm just entering my late 20's (28 to be exact) and I am still single. My mother always wonders...
Sex can be a hunger, a point subtly made by my sub-conscious as I licked my lips watching Sharon stroke herself. I had learned her name from the mailbox at the end of the drive. For weeks now, I had spent part of every evening nestled in the lilac bushes outside the window watching this exquisite beauty make love to herself. What began as a chance occurance...
The door was still open with the fleeing masked man gone a few seconds before as I welcomed Bob Thomson and John Willis. They were burly men and good at their job. Superintendent Peter Hayter accompanied them. They looked at me very strangely. It was then that I realized that I looked a sight. For a girl who was raped I was the perfect advertisement. My dish...
The next Friday Liz came over wearing a very short leather skirt and tight white singlet. John was naked, but had an erection upon seeing Liz. Liz was more dominant than me. She and her husband I knew often played master/slave games. "We'll have to do something about that cock of yours." Liz said, taking out 2 cock rings from her bag and sliding one to the...
You are alone in your bedroom, your naked body caressed by flickering candlelit shadows; the light dances across the images of sex above your bed and around the room, making your skin smooth and perfect in a soft golden glow. Music surrounds you, envelops you; from far away I know what time it is with you and I wonder what you are doing at this very moment....
I lay back on the bed next to Cindy, totally relaxed. The room was hot from our exertions so we lay without touching. At least until she began to run her fingers over my groin, finding where my panties were soaked through with my cum. She moved to lay on her side, propped on her elbow, her left breast laying heavily against my arm as her right hand traced t...
My girlfriend Shelley and I engage in every type of sex we can, every chance we get. Shelley is a knockout. She has curly blond hair down past her shoulders, blue eyes, and thanks to being an avid marathoner; she sports a shapely hourglass figure with measurements of 38-24-38. Whenever we’re together, I have trouble keeping my hands off of her. Luckily for m...