Thanksgiving day was bittersweet for Jean. Miguel missed it because of work. He needed the money and the company was offering overtime. He couldn't turn down the opportunity. Jean understood but it didn't make her loneliness any easier. Thursday activities with her family kept her busy, but Friday life returned to normal. She had no school. Her parents went...
Stories in this contest can be based around any winter holiday, or even just end-of-the-year festive nostalgia and atmosphere. No descriptive sex in this and it could have been posted in any of a number of categories. Whichever one you want is exactly where I should have put it. I decided on this category as this subject matter tends to draw the ire of thos...
Mistress Dorothy was rubbing her husband's bulge affectionately. "Julian honey, Casey was sniffing your pissy pants while you were doing your chores, and quite frankly hubby, I think he liked it. Maybe in the future I'll borrow him from his wife and make him be your bathroom bitch, would you like that dear?" "Yes Mistress very much. Can I be the boss of hi...
[Author's note: This story was originally posted in "Lesbian Sex", but due to the heavy sadomasochistic themes of the series, I have moved it to "BDSM".] ***** --Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Katy has introduced Sophie to the cellar of Mrs Alderney's house, a room which is effectively a dungeon. Unable to explain her motivation, confused by her n...
I've heard people tell him "don't let the little head do the thinking". Like I don't know as much as the 'big' head? Where has he gotten us? This scratchy material sure isn't silk and I haven't seen my friend Miss Kitty in a long time. Ooh I'm getting bigger; what's he looking at? Nothing much I guess; I'm shrinking. He probably saw a bra ad in a magazine. Y...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oooooo, right there, baby doll. Right there. Just stay like that, don't move, sweetie." Feel you start to just rock sl...
The door closed behind me and his hands are all over me. My shirt was lifted off over my head, I feel his hands deftly unhook my bra and he slid it off. My breasts are suddenly in his hands, his mouth closes on my nipple and he bites, followed by a soft suckle. I don't even have time to comprehend what I'm doing before a cock is thrust into my hand. Oh, I...
The new neighbors, Jen and Bob, moved in on a Saturday. My wife looked out the window and saw them unloading their truck. She called me over and told me to go over and see if I could help. I walked over and introduced myself to Bob. He gave me a big smile and accepted my invitation to help. With the first piece of furniture, it was clear he was much strong...
Chapter 4 - The night goes on! True to her nature it was Donna who always seemed to keep the fires alive in all of us. Once she was ignited she was like a slow burning, never ending candle. She was truly amazing and inspiring. As we all lay resting for a while she was riding Mark's cock, still hard after his fuck with Wendy. Mark was aiding her by sucking o...
Author's note: When (Hubby77) asked me for help editing "Lost in Purgatory" I tried to get him to change the ending feeling that Lisa must have some underlying reason for her behavior! But he insisted that was how the story came to him and didn't want to change it. I asked if I could write a follow-up story from Lisa's point of view. He agreed and I gave him...