I was admitted to hospital for observation, after being weighed, measured and generally looked over, the nursing sister sat me in a wheel chair and took me to the ward . I was very disorientated and wondered what I was doing here. There were screens around the bed to provide some privacy whilst the rest of my clothes were removed. Instead of pajamas the sist...
She wasn't helpless, but Natalya gave the audience that impression. She knew a single signal to Max would end the show. He wouldn't be pleased, but Max believed she knew her limits best. Only Natalya knew that her limits had been pushed so far that she had no idea when to stop. Encased in a translucent latex cat suit, her tight gymnast body was on display f...
After lying in abject sexual frustration for what seemed like hours, Diana felt a light touch next to her sex. She felt someone pulling softly at the bindings that held her so admirably. She said, "Who's there?" The only response was to have a ball gag shoved deeply into her mouth. She opened her mouth as widely as she could and felt as it was inserted behi...
I followed Terry to his house and almost all the way there I had my hand in my crotch, now my Miata is a small car with bucket seats so I did not have enough room to drive with my legs open enough to really do much but tease myself. I knew that once I got to Terry's house we would screw and to say I was anxious is an understatement. We pulled up into his dr...
The two lovely ladies stepped up to me, as I stood, cock swaying stiffly from my groin, in the torture chamber. Karen, at 45, was 15 years my senior, while her daughter, Sharon, my girlfriend, was 20. I drank in their beauty. Both had lovely brown hair, both had lush 38-inch breasts, and while Karen was slightly thicker around the waist than her daughter, b...
Ch. 10: Painful Sunday Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose...
Growing up with two sisters and a mom, I never really thought twice about female needs. Sure, women wore different kinds of underwear and when we were small us kids all saw each other naked at times. When I got older I began to realize that there were some other differences even if they weren't often talked about. Sometimes the word "period" would come out,...
Amber stood in front of Andrew, naked except for her stockings and garter belt. He took her hand and led her through the door to the bedroom. The bed had been raised until it was almost waist high and the bedclothes replaced with a thin sheet of plastic. Amber frowned at the sight and turned towards him, her mouth already opening to ask her question. Andrew...
SPOILER ALERT! To gain maximum enjoyment from this story please read all the previous parts of FRIDAY THE 13TH first. Again, I thank SlaveGirl70 and LunarSirius for their assistance with editing and tweaking. Without their assistance, encouragement and confidence in my ability I doubt if this story would have seen the light of day. ***** As soon as I got...
There is never time for even kisses once the door is closed and the helmets are unstrapped and off. I know exactly what must happen, there can be no prevarication, no need to dance around it; not with the invisible force flowing between us, around us, inside of us, all through us. Gloves are pulled off and he unbuckles the straps and parts the studs on our l...