This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism, good and bad; it helps me to improve my...
Right now, I'm lying in my king-sized bed. And I'm getting fucked in the ass. Picture this, if you will. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent getting fucked by a tiny, blonde-haired white chick wearing a strap-on dildo. My name is Stephen and this is actually my idea of heaven. I live in the Vanier sector of the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontar...
Chapter 2 - Robert's Strap After a day of shopping it was a new Amy that sat next to Robert on the way back to his apartment. With new clothes, her hair cut short but neatly, her fingernails cleaned and polished, no one would have recognized the girl beside Robert as the same one who left with him in the morning. Amy felt grateful to her father's partner, a...
After Dana bought the strap on, our sex life really picked up. That first time was something we both enjoyed tremendously, and we've continued to enjoy sex with her in the driver's seat. Recently, we vacationed at a relative's beach house for a week, and things went to a new level. I'll tell ya' all about it. The beach house is in the Florida panhandle, on...
This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. * * * * * James got down off the desk, and started over to the girls. I started to get down, but when Rita saw James, she stopped him. Obviously,...
This story is fictitious and no characters in the story are based on any real person, living or deceased. The activities described in this story are neither condoned nor recommended by the author. While this is a standalone story, readers are advised to read Chapters 01 through 04 before reading this so they gain an understanding of Ellie-Mae's history. Sc...
Why would I ever not want to have an orgasm? I really had no idea. Having an orgasm is the high point of my existence these days. When I am cumming, time seems to come to a standstill, as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through my body. So when my Mistress, Barbara, said that I was going to have to learn to control my orgasms, I was confused. Of cours...
Dan's stomach lurched as Sarah left the bathroom wrapped in a towel. He watched her rear view appreciatively as she headed into the bedroom. Too late to change his mind now. There was no way to stop her seeing the strap he'd left on the middle of the bed. He sat, stomach in knots, trying to sip his coffee as two of the longest minutes in his life ticked by....
It had been nearly two weeks since I was disciplined at the hands of my mother and Madam. The bruises on my ass and cock were a distant memory, and I was growing frustrated with the chastity device that was locked on my cock. As a child I had become addicted to playing with myself, and the compulsive habit followed me into adulthood. I had never been forced...
It's 2:37am. The candles in Brenda's room are slowly melting away, the light fading. I can't help wondering where the time goes when it seems like it's just standing still. Feeling like one of the girls, I'm having a blast, celebrating my birthday at Brenda's all-girls party. Surprisingly, no one from the party downstairs has even bothered to venture into th...