There was no easy way to say it, I thought, peering down into my boxers. My cock was small. It had always been small. When I was growing up, I'd always assumed that it would grow and reflect the man I believed I was inside. But puberty came and went, I grew taller, my twin sister, Ruby's tits grew larger, my friends' voices deepened and yet, I remained with...
I have not written of Rebecca in a long time but I truly have so much to tell of our fetishes and adventures over the last few years. I plan to write several stories of our escapades over the past years, but I think I will keep them fetish specific for each story. The first new story covers our exploration into CBT (cock and ball torture) , and her discovery...
'Today is going to be a long day.' You tell yourself while sighing. The reasons for that is everything that could have possibly gone wrong this morning did. First the water stopped working for no good reason which prevented you from showering, then your golden retriever Rufus brought mud inside of the house when you let him inside, and just now you accidenta...
You wake up, on a morning like any other, your bed disheveled after a night of tossing and turning. You had an unsettling dream last night; your clothes would just disappear after you put them on! What's more, tons of women were there every time you tried to get dressed again, women you knew and women you didn't. Checking that the t-shirt and boxers you wore...
There is a small store, an unremarkable door under a forest green awning with one front window. An arch of foot-high gold Victorian-era letters spelling out "Ann Tique's Shoppe" adorn the front window, and are again repeated in one-inch letters on the glass of the door. As for the items displayed in the window, that changes over time. Some of them...
I met Monique at a show. She wore a tight black dress, dark eyeshadow and was by far the hottest girl at the venue. I didn't have a chance. A mutual friend introduced us and I became immediately enraptured with her and in the days to come would constantly think about how to spend more time with her. Then, after an evening with Monique and mutual friends at...
Continued from part 1, right in the middle of a sex club... I was relieved when my wife grinned. Then I was a bit concerned as it turned into an evil grin. "Wow Phil" my wife said to me. "I knew you had a dirty mind, but I didn't know you had THIS in you!" Amy, my wife's little sister, leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, then looked at Tara, "I'm s...
The Deity made both man and woman, male and female. The female was created superior to the male, in both her capacity to arouse, captivate, and mesmerize; and to be pleasured. This was by design, so that the male might learn to revere and venerate the female. And the female was designed to yearn for a safe closeness, and a sense of trust, in order to achieve...
For this story, it may help to Understanding some terms and characters: Pamela, a femdom wife. That's me. I'm not like the male fantasy of a woman wearing leather and carrying a whip. I just prefer to be firmly in charge of sex. "Lickies" is what I call cunnilingus, and I expects a lot of lickies. I'm fond of hubby's penis, it is almost like a cherished pet...
You are Jim. You are 18 years old and live in an average sized home with your mother Jennifer (Jen for short). Being homeschooled for most of your life, you never went outside very often. In fact your only “friends” are the two girls Amy and Mary who live across the street. You are really only friends with them because they live so close but you were never t...