While in college, my friends had a habit of enjoying after-hours parties at strip clubs. While it was just a way to keep drinking and have fun for them, I became fascinated with the strippers and watching them flirt and pleasure all of the different men-especially the older ones. I hadn't told anyone, but I had a secret fetish for much older men and had slow...
Author's note: This is a story about a woman who turns an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. You will need to read the previous chapter to see how we got where we are in this one. More will be added if comments...
Little One unwrapped each dress and laid them on her bed. This was more clothes than she had in her entire life. Little One picked up the simple black dress. It was her favorite. She slipped off the short skirt and shirt she had worn home with Daddy and held the black dress to her breasts and looked in the tall mirror on the wall. Little One did not recogniz...
I was still happily working away as a Stripper and Lap Dancer at my local strip club, with the odd guest appearance thrown in at the owners other clubs, usually when he wanted a night away to fuck me senseless with his huge hard cock. James never seemed to mind when I was off doing a "Guest spot" as I always told him every single detail, whilst I stroked his...
The last story depicted a man who came across a group masturbation class in an old warehouse, where he joined the fun, jerking off in front of a group of total strangers. This weeks theme was mutual masturbation, and a brunette from the last week already agreed to be his partner. The whole last week at work was a write off. I couldn't stop thinking about th...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** "You're freakier than I gave you credit for, Gwyn...
I looked avidly at the TV screen I'd set up in the garage, seriously aroused yet emotionally turmoiled. The eight separate cameras shown on a rectangular display on my laptop, with one camera view on the TV screen, showing my wife Suzi, wearing a black leather look Waspie, matching quarter cup bra, sexy black seamed stockings and very high spiked heeled ankl...
I stood in front of the sink in a loose wrap dress and nothing else. There was no point in wearing panties on a day like this. All I would do is get them uncomfortably wet in no time. Besides, as soon as my husband got home I was planning to drag him into the bedroom and mount him. I always get like this when I'm ovulating. My pussy feels open and aching to...
Chapter Six The Harley throbbed to life as Mike passed the bar. He could feel Kyle's puzzlement and put a reassuring hand on his knee. He swooped in and out of local traffic gracefully. Kyle's new jacket protected him from the onrush of the air, the leather was stiff, and felt like armor. He wondered where they were going, but trusted Mike. He reflected u...
All participants are over the age of 18. All resemblance to any real event is preposterous. Join me in my fantasy. ******** As I stood in front of my classroom I fought with myself whether or not to just give in to my students end-of-school-itis. It was an unusually warm spring day in late May and every eyelid in front of me was drooping. To be honest, mi...