I fell asleep almost immediately when my head hit the pillow. The wet dreams I had kept waking me up. Jen suspended while I used a cat o' nine tails on her. Jen tied spread eagle on the bed while I teased her with feathers and vibrators. Jen cuffed to a wooden X while I took a crop to her. Patrice bent over the couch while I took a paddle to her. Where did t...
Sara dragged a deep relaxing breath into her chest as she felt the crisp sea breeze crossover her bared chest. Her hardened nipples were pointed straight upward at the cloudless sky overhead and her entire body glistened with a combination of sweat and oil. Whatever tan lines she may have had when the trip began were long since faded and her entire body had...
The summer that I turned eighteen followed my junior year in high school. It was the sixties, and my sexual experience was limited to, 'heavy petting' in the back seat of my mom's LTD. Teenage sex in rural America in the early 60's; it was happening, but not openly, and few talked about it. There were true, 'bad' girls, who fucked often and with multiple pa...
When Beth woke up that morning, a Thursday in late January, a thought popped into her head. It came out of nowhere, nothing to do with a dream or anything that she'd rationally or irrationally contemplated... a random thought.... "I like the taste of men's cum." With school that day, second graders numbering twenty seven, an unusually large class owing to...
Road Trip Journal VII Week 1: Her Houston Houseboy Idly, Savannah peered at him over the rim of her wineglass. He looked almost peaceful. Almost. In fact, when one observed him more closely, he looked dazed. Perhaps that last rum and coke had been too much. In any case, the color was returning to his cheeks. But turned a little pale when he observed his pr...
Shartan: I stopped by Preity's office on the way back. "Hello, Sir!" She stood up from her chair. "Sit, sit!" I motioned her down. She was wearing a short dress which was almost a tube dress except that a ring made of red rubies (not real, I am sure) which looked like a necklace, connected with the top part just below her cleavage and went around her...
This is a rather sexist story. In fact, pretty outrageously so, and that is an explicit satirical intention. If stories of this type would be offensive to you, then you shouldn't read it. It is modeled after the loving wives and brides genre available in Japanese adult videos. Otherwise enjoy! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Walter Kresky was hav...
To the reader: Thank you for all the positive feedback and encouragement to write Part Two. I apologize for taking so long. However, I didn't want to submit a story that contained any clichés, so I had to take my time to think through how this next installment was going to play out. Let me know how I did. This chapter picks up immediately after Part One. I...
Chapter 2: Double Consumption During the last chapter, Darius reeled the torturous visuals of his pudgy co-worker, Deb, lavishing his cock. The flirty e-mails and ravenous looks she shot had him. His denials became obvious as he sought the offices of a Jamaican housewife. He diverted his crave. Though he had not admitted it, Pudgy weighted him. Twenty-four...
The first message from Roman and subsequent investigation of his online profiles made me quite sure that I wanted to do very dirty things with this man. We quickly settled a meeting time. I couldn't help but laugh when he showed up at my door. He had three good sized bags of what I presumed to be toys in tow. We sat down and talked since we'd kind of skipped...