Cheyenne moved her beautiful body so seductively on the stage at the BBW club Oasis, her long blonde hair hung loosely to her waist as she began removing her top as the men were cheering and whistling at her. Cheyenne allowed the white sheer top drop to the floor exposing her large breast being held up in the gold push up bra, she slowly moved her hips in a...
I lay exposed on his bed, flushed and bewildered. My mind raced at the thought of my own vulnerability- wrists tied to the bedposts, panties wet, waiting for him to return. I heard a few noises downstairs and then he came back into the room with a cup full of something. At first I thought it was ice water but then as he got closer, I saw that it was just ice...
Cuckolding has always been one of my favorite fantasies, along with humiliation, female domination, forced feminization and forced bi-sex. I do not consider myself weak, feminine, gay or homophobic. One could debate that these fantasies could easily belong to a closet homosexual. They could, but not always. Just as one assumes a transvestite is gay, which...
I had been reading naturist books and magazines for a few years and there always seemed to be at least one picture of a cute girl without fuzz over her puss, and I decided that when I had a girlfriend she would be asked to remove her puss hair. Then one magazine did a long feature article on going without pubes and I bookmarked the copy to show my girl. Sev...
I've never been a real fan of camping, so when Austin suggested we'd go with another couple we were friends with. I have to admit, the first thing going through my mind was "No!" Still, I adore Austin, and it would simply break his heart if I tried to get out of this weekend. So instead of turning him down, we decided to meet in the middle. The weekend long...
This is the continuation of Part 1, based on a true story, in which my lover dared me to walk through the streets of Paris dressed to thrill… It’ll make most sense if you read Part 1 first. So there I was in the café, dressed in my ‘follow me, fuck me’ boots, my black thigh-highs, my lovely thigh-length leather jacket, and my red silk scarf. And that’s it....
From the first time I saw her, Jan scared me. I was a relatively innocent 18 year old freshman, excited to be away from home for the first time. Okay, not very far away, just six or eight hours. But UCLA was nothing like my home in Oakland. But back to Jane. She was scary. Tattoos, lots of tattoos. And so, well, aggressively gay. Practically the first thin...
She sits at the desk, hands above the keyboard. Her wrists are cuffed together, but not fastened to the dog collar around her neck or the belt around her waist. Her hands are free to write, and she has been ordered to write. Her hands are also free to remove the plastic clips biting into her pubic triangle, drawing her blood and her attention to her mound an...
She is beautiful – petite, long dark hair, flashing dark eyes, slender and athletic. She is in her early 30’s, married for a few years, bored… her husband is busy and successful at his career, and things have become quite routine for them, at home and especially, in bed. She could almost SCREAM at his predictable approach – the kiss on the throat, hand on he...
Sherry and I had been together for about six months when I first brought up the idea of a threesome. I thought that she would agree immediately as she has a very wide range of sexual interests, and is very willing to try anything at least once. Bondage, toys, exhibitionism, leather and lace, all these and more we had experienced together. She had also been w...