“Uhhhhnnnnnnnnn!” I moaned as Karl slipped in and out of me, thrusting away on top as I lay underneath. Within moments he’d pulled out of my pussy and shot his spunk all over my stomach and tits. “Whew, Kate, you’re the best!” he said as he rolled off and sat on the edge of my bed. Moments later he was dressed, kissing me quickly and walking off home, leav...
Late last spring, hubby and I decided to join another couple on a kayaking adventure on the Russian River, in Northern California. The plan called for two-days of kayaking, with one overnight stop along the river. With four kayaks, camping gear, food, and a plentiful supply of local wines, we headed off down the river. Although a light coastal fog kept the m...
I imagine myself lying naked on my bed, with the covers in a pile on the floor. My hands are stretched up over my head, and tied to the brass railing that makes up the headboard with the black nylon rope I provided for You. My legs are spread wide, and tied to the frame of the bed, beneath the mattress and box springs. You look at me, from the bottom of...
Ever since I was a little girl, I have felt different. In a way, apart from the real world. I am always taken away by my emotions, and have never, truly, been afraid of what they may bring to me. For as long as I can remember, I have had a fascination with spanking. If feels awkward to admit, but there is just something about being over a caring lap, and hav...
Copyright 2012 Christopher D.B. Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks * I slipped out of work a little early in order to drive across town to meet Miss Julia for lunch. She had called me earlier in the week to see if I was available. Considering that the last time we spent together was at a trailer located in the midd...
I should have known better than to follow her around the store for too long that afternoon. She was tall, probably around 6'3, in heeled boots, so she was likely 5'10" to 6'0" tall in her bare feet. Her hair was dark brown, curly, just touching her shoulders. In contrast, her eyes were a deep green. She wore a white business jacket, matching skirt and a silk...
This is a very short chapter, but it did not fit with the previous chapter nor with the next. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexu...
This story involves forced cross dressing, gay sex and bdsm scenes. Don't read if not into these scenes. * I had met a man in my apartment building and he had invited me to join him at a club he goes to in LA. I was a naive boy from Kansas attending USC and I had no idea what I was getting into. The club ended up being a gay leather bar and before the nigh...
Mr. Hayes noticed a distinct change in his daughter during her first visit home as a married woman. She was talkative, confident but most of all respectful. It seemed the timid, unsure girl he sent off to get married had faded into the strong, loving woman that he met with a bearhug on the front porch. Yes, getting married was the best thing to ever happen t...
Since I was getting no financial support from my parents, still angered by my insistence on going off to college on my own, and out of state, I had to take on several part-time jobs, combining them with my scholarship stipend so that I could meet my tuition and other living expenses. This made it tough on me, a lot tougher than on some of the well-off co-eds...