Note: The story below contains graphic depictions of bisexual activity and bisexual watersports. If this activity displeases you, please hit the return button now. So there I was, waiting at the airport for my friend Christine, and nervous as hell. Years ago, in college, Christine and I had been lovers. We continued to sleep together off and on for years, b...
Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh holy shit he is going to so kill me this time. There isn't much I can do to really piss Daddy off. I mean he doesn't let me misbehave or be disrespect or anything but he doesn't get angry with me. If I'm bad I get punished when I'm good I get rewarded. Plain and simple. He's very creative and instead of getting angry he just makes the pu...
1 - Morning This story is the first in a series. Part 1 may not be as interesting as part 2. But if you can stick to the end, it is a good set up for what is to follow. I hope you enjoy the series. _________________________________________________ Still only semi-conscious, I reach over in the dark to you. Your side of the bed is warm, but you are not the...
It is a little mite jot inebriating and intoxicating and fuddling. Yes. To some measure and stretch, I am all this boozy and stewed up and tipsy and loony what's more. The style and fashion and manner of action that Stian is seizing and gripping and latching on to my chin and mustachio; it strikes me dumb and takes away my breath and dazzles and confounds an...
Dirk Peterson considered his dilemma that Wednesday morning. He was leaving the city soon and Domino could release the incriminating recording at any time in the future. He knew there was an obvious solution to the problem which would benefit all parties. He could strike a deal with Domino. She would arrange for the vagrants and nightladies to leave the red-...
Much thanks to sdbnnc who provided a fantastic edit and some great suggestions. Thanks again! Story contains elements of BDSM, anal and non consensual. If you don't like that stuff, don't read it! * Candy was happy -- she was naked on her bed, wrists tied to the headboard, one either side, forming a "Y." Candy's ankles were tied to her wrists, so her pussy...
As I drive toward your house on that rainy Sunday, I have time to reflect on the circumstances that have brought us to this point. Smiling, I realize how wonderful technology is. A few years back before Facebook and other social networking sites appeared, it would have been difficult to maintain, let alone renew old friendships. Of course, ours was much mor...
Bondage Surprises pt#4----Day two. Our Camping Bondage Stories Continue in southern Illinois. Midsummer, hot and dry. The weather. We were hot and wet. The next morning we used the campground pay phone and called our newest friends Ken and Ruth Ann to see if they'd be home and still wanted us back to visit. We were both nervous. Apparently Ken was also...
What was I going to do with my life? That was the big question at nineteen. I would start college in the Fall, and I had no idea. My parents were in the midst of a nasty divorce, my sister had gotten married to a jack ass that treated her like a dog. My friends had gone off to college, or taken off to backpack around Europe. I wanted to be anywhere but where...
Angie sat in the seat by the window looking out into the street. She could hear the children laughing and joking as they walked back from the park. The summer heat wave was continuing and even as the day drew to dusk there was still an uncomfortable heat. Picking up a magazine she fanned herself but as she was merely moving the warm arm she gained no relief....