This story contains m/f, f/f and m/m sexual activity. If any of these types of activities offend you, you might want to stop reading now. Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If...
This is the story of how my first girlfriend and I ended up in a long-distance relationship and what we ended up doing to make it all work. I've changed the names but everything else remains the same. *************** My name is Jason and I am a cuckold to my girlfriend, Stella. She and I have been dating since we first met back in high school and at this...
First off I'd like to thank all those who have supported this little tale of forced femdom. Even though there are ten more chapters of this story, I may rest posting this tale for awhile after this episode. Leanne stopped Martin just before they got to the door. "I'm sorry Mrs. Vargos, but you will have to wear these today," she said holding up a pair...
CHAPTER 11 Early the next morning I was in the bedroom standing in front of the mirror giving my outfit the final touches. I wore a navy, pin striped suit, pants of course, and a crisp white shirt. French cuffs and a daring, but not excessive, V necked plunge in front. I placed my necklace around my neck and turned to survey the carrying case for my knives....
"It all started so innocently." So many times, that is the way the naughtiest, nastiest times come to be. The first time we ever saw Ben and Joan was in the home improvement store near our house. We were picking up a couple of small things for some minor repairs and happened to be in the hardware aisle looking for a replacement hinge for our back gate. Ben...
I get off to pictures and videos of my slutty girlfriend playing with strangers. ***** I really didn't know what to expect. My workday was nearly over and I had gone through most of it in a glaze of horny distraction, my cock swelling and twitching at the slightest reminder of my girlfriend, whose schedule on campus across town was packed until this evenin...
Just one quick look at the face of Kelly Ann and I knew there was something seriously wrong. She had apparently been beating on my door for a few minutes. I had been dead to the world, a late, late night. My wife Caroline was at her mother's beach house for the week and I had slipped off to the horse track for some R and R of my own. I thought I heard kn...
I love to eat a woman with her straddling my face. Nothing turns me on more than that moment when her climax is all consuming and her need for release removes all rational and petty thoughts from her mind. Stabilizing herself on my forehead and thrusting her pelvis up and down into my face for her own selfish pleasure and needs, it is pure delight. The fol...
Why can't I sleep -- again? Hadn't my plan promised me it would all be over by now? After more than two years it should be, shouldn't it? My idea had been fool proof. She would show me what a dirty, cheap whore she really was and that would cure me forever -- and her too. Like an insecticide it would kill all the damn germs that still infested my soul. I'd b...
A Perfect Lady in Public – A Perfect Slut in the Bedroom Trudy deposited her bag on the chair beside the small telephone table and scanned the hotel suite with a critical eye. It had taken her husband, Robert, and me quite some time to get her to this point and we hoped our choice of hotel would meet her exacting standards. She roamed the main room, ch...