“Admit it. You want me.” I’d been using that line on her for over a year and, frankly, had no idea of her age, her marital status, her appearance nor anything else remotely connected with her personal life. It truly boiled down to harmless fun between two people who do long-distance business but have never met and who lighten things up with telephonic flir...
"My Wife's Friends Save The Day." by Lustdarkly. A follow up to: "My Wife Entertains My Friends." There was a bounteous supply of snacks and beer to hand as the four of us sat down in front of the cinema-sized TV. Graham, Steven and Craig are my best friends going back to our school days. At first glance it looked like we were about to watch any old game...
(Thank you for reading! As usual, please excuse the errors. I revisit and edit the stories once in a while. I’m open to pointers and constructive criticism so feel free to leave those sort of comments. I’m aware that I’m writing about hints of a subculture. My apologies if my terms aren’t right. They are based on a few personal experiences with ropeplay and...
I do not know how long I have been in the chair. We came home, my Master, my Mistress, and I, from an afternoon in the park and a bit of antiquing, had a simple and wonderful dinner, and I was brought up to the master suite where the chair was waiting, draped in a pure white sheet and decorated with leather straps on the arms and front legs. I hadn’t expecte...
Buzzzzzz, Buzzzzzz, my eyes opened. The alarm was sounding, damn, was I tired. I reached over and turned it off. I just lay there looking at the bulkhead and suddenly I felt a hand on my chest. I looked across my body and there was Sheree, sprawled out. Her legs were open, moving back and forth. She was smiling, Her eyes were alive with fire and she was blow...
Forbidden Fruit Ch 3: Guilty Pleasures The rest of the ride was spent in a comfortable silence. Your hand held mine pinned against the inside of your thigh, my nails scratching lightly against the fabric of your pants. I snuggled against your side, softly singing with the radio as I tried hard to keep my thoughts silent. The line had already been crossed;...
I awoke Saturday to the sounds of running water. My wife was already up and in the shower. My head was still swimming from that activities of the night before. Our playful cuckold game had taken us to a different level, with me being submissively used for the pleasure of my wife and her lover. More worryingly, the comment my wife made, before I went to bed,...
My limousine pulled up outside the gated, Spanish colonial mansion in the Hollywood Hills just after 8 pm. I was a little early, but that was fine with me. "Alicia, hold on a minute," I said. "Take your time," responded the young black woman in the chauffeur's cap. I checked myself out in the mirror admiringly. If there was another like-minded, disinhibit...
The four of us were enjoying a weekend at a lake house. While we were good friends and each couple had been sexually open in front of each other, this was the first time we really had decided to open our sex to include all of us. We had laid out several fantasies we wanted to experience and in the morning had enjoyed watching the two husbands have oral sex w...
Jake watched his wife with tears in his eyes as she slept peacefully. His eyes scanned the hospital bedroom, trying in vain to block out the thoughts of a month ago but the white painted walls, the clinical atmosphere and the ever present aroma of disinfectant could not hold his attention for long and he was drawn back to the sleeping figure of Ann, the IV d...