The making of an Angel part 3. All persons are over the age of 18. *** On the drive home a myriad of thoughts were tumbling through my mind. I'm not gay but I could smell the stranger's cum on my breath and feel my panties teasing my puckered tight little hole. I was aware of my suspender clasps digging into my thighs and the feeling of the sheer nylons o...
As I stated in "Ideal Day One" there are many "ideal" days when one thinks about the various ways one can have sex with his or her partner. Following along on that theme, I give you a third version of what might be "Ideal". There is nothing new with my wife getting up before I do in the morning to go to the bathroom with me following to let the dogs out to...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters; it will help me improve my writing, enhance the story line, and encourage me to continue writing. Also, take a moment and vo...
Hubby looked at me, my spread legs bound to the swivel chair my empty utters aching turning purple from being bound tightly. I gave Hubby soft moo as he renewed his focus to my peehole. He placed some KY on it. Hubby rubbed his little finger pushing it in fairly easy to the first knuckle. He grabbed the second plug in my Christmas gift box. Hubby slowly push...
WEDNESDAY I woke with the first light of the day. My room was hotter and more cramped than normal, and for a moment I was disoriented. My bed was small, just a plain double bed instead of the luxurious four poster to which I was accustomed. A full length mirror hung on the wall opposite the bed, and a door led to a tiny bathroom. A small dressing table in o...
As I awoke in the morning, I thought of all of the things I had done with my new gift. I thought briefly that maybe by staying invisible so often might have adverse affects on my body. "Screw it" I thought to myself. If this was somehow bad for my body, I didn't care. Even if this would eventually lead to death, I was going to die happy! Right then I made...
Our sex life had pretty much returned to our regular routine, except for the addition of anal sex, when I was aroused enough to ask for it explicitly. Then one night I again awoke to the feeling of massage oil being rubbed around my entry hole and a finger slipping in and out of my ass. I smiled sleepily waiting to feel my husband press up against me. Inst...
For as long as i can remember, the thought of Him sharing me with anyone else terrified me. my love is an all-encompassing one and the thought of either of us being with someone else is revolting to me. When He says it, i feel as though He doesn't really care. That i am disposable, able to be given away at a moments notice. my security and comfort as His sub...
It all began with Him telling me we were having a party for the Superbowl. To most that would seem like nothing out of the ordinary, but to me, it made my mind race. Maybe I should back up a bit and explain the relationship so you might understand. You see, He is my Dominant and I am his anal submissive slut. That means that He directs what i do daily and...
Ashleigh removed her fingers from Tom's asshole and reached for the butt plug. She carefully applied a liberal amount of K-Y Jelly to the length of the plug, then reached to caress Tom's ass with her left hand. She moved the plug to the opening of his asshole, which was freshly lubricated from her fingers, and applied gently pressure. As the head of the plu...