The email certainly got my attention. "Hey cocksucker. I've seen what a cock slut you are, so you're getting a special invitation to our slut soiree." Over the 20 plus years in the scene, I had progressed from playing in the BDSM houses in NYC to almost exclusively booking sessions with independents. Well versed on the receiving end of CBT, bondage, whippi...
All persons in this story are 18 years of age or older. It was like any other Monday morning as I rolled out of bed, showered and got dressed for school. My mother as usual had already left for work and I entered the kitchen for my morning ritual of caffeine and nicotine. I poured the freshly made coffee into my favourite mug and then sat down at the kitche...
I left school that day and drove back to the adult book store in Seattle. On the drive, I settled on the leather paddle I'd seen earlier, but changed my mind when I saw what I learned is a riding crop. I was instantly hard thinking how disciplining my slave (and leaving a visible mark for her husband to see) would not only turn me on but excite her, as well....
After a couple of hours back at home, the smell and taste of Amy's fingers lingered now only in my imagination. But the thoughts of the day filled my head, I really wanted to masturbate again, but I told myself, my always-optimistic self, to save it for tomorrow, just in case. I spent a long time writing her a very short email: "Hi Amy, thank you for every...
I just had to do it. See, Sarah has 3 young children, no job, no husband and not a lot of money. Yep, I will put on a Santa suit to give presents at her house. It's not like I mind. I always loved Christmas; Santa's character, shopping for presents, snow gently covering the city, everything. I got inside my car and was on my way to her house. I parked 4 hou...
Thank you for your support on my first attempt -- this story is about a middle-aged man and woman who want to explore their sexual horizons and vices, including smoking, drinking, and sex with others. If this isn't your thing, best to move on! *** The next morning, Lisa awoke to find Tom had already left for work. She rolled over, noticed her alarm was du...
The rest of the day at the hotel went by quickly as Amber and I spent our time fucking almost continuously, overcome with excitement about the direction our lives had taken. The final week of school had begun now and with most of the finals out of the way it was basically a week where everyone spent their time talking about what they'd be doing after graduat...
Chapter 19 : "Ello ello ello what's going on 'ere then?" Stephen Rendell walked through the frozen crisp leaves of Hyde Park and watched his breath illuminated by the morning sun. It was minus five. He imagined his exhale was smoke from a cigarette, and his heart fluttered again remembering her; kicking himself for not asking her for a date there and then....
Chris had come to the party late, and had only showed up at all to get along with other people at the office. Not knowing very many of the people there, except the previously mentioned clods, he was sitting over in the far corner of the room by the wide screen t.v. watching the ball game. A fairly tall guy, about five eleven and a hundred and eighty pounds,...
Authors note: While this is a standalone story, please read Cupcake and Brownie Chapter One for background information on Cupcake, Brownie and the Bake Sale. Only nicknames are used for members of the Bake Sale. All persons are over 18. This story is fictitious but based on real events. ***** His hand landed squarely on her bare ass. "Time to get up, Sleep...