I'm a hose hottie. I fuck firemen. Specifically the firemen of the St Paul Fire Dept. Mostly Engine 10 guys, over at station 1, but I'm on call for almost any firefighter who needs a cum dump. Wanna know why? Look up "St Paul firefighters calendar". Yeah. That's why. I don't fuck the married guys (usually), or the gay guys (there are a couple), and there a...
I'm on the kneeling on floor, legs spread, hands palm up on my thighs - the pose you enjoy seeing me in. My eyes are closed, head lowered a bit while I wait for you, trying to be patient. Nervous anticipation is flowing through me, making my breathing a bit shallow and causing me to shake - just a little. You finally enter the room - stopping just inside to...
Moments after Jerry had left the room in which Veronica had just been pierced and tattooed in, the two slaves that had originally brought her into there came back in, pushing with them an old rickety looking wheel chair. Last time that either of them had seen her, her lips and chest were still unmarked from the extensive work Jerry had decorated her with, an...
Note: This story is the thirty-sixth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
Note: This story is the thirteenth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous twelve episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. * This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strong...
The Piercing Kiffer, accompanied by Neal, took Lindsay to an examination room. On one wall, there was a collage of enema bags in every shape and color, each hanging on its own hook. The counter top had an open box of latex gloves, electric paddles, stainless steel speculums in an array of sizes, and a tray of smaller instruments resting on a metal cart. Fea...
Her hand gripped me so tightly and I could feel it teasing my cock like it wanted to see me spray my come everywhere; no matter whatever else happened in the world. I knew I was completely under her control and just a toy for her to plunge her rubber cock into; as she enjoy the fun of making herself come by dominating my arse. It was something that she lov...
I was horny most of the day. I had been out all day running errands all over the place. Last stop was the hardware store to get some lumber. It was getting dark by the time I finished loading the wood into my truck and rolled out. Thankfully no rain in forecast. Got home and unloaded everything into the garage. More projects. I went inside and scrounged...
This is a story I've been writing for my wife, thus the first and second person style. I could have taken it and changed it to fit more of a first and third but felt it took away from how I originally wrote it. Keep in mind as you're reading it is intentionally written from the perspective of submissive husband TO a dominant wife. There are elements of S&M,...
Nick had been playing with Frankie for a few weeks now and things had been going well. He couldn't get over how lucky he was to have found such a submissive, one whose great looks were matched by a kind personality and filthy nature. They had begun exploring their mutual kinds and enjoyed some naughty fun. Today he had something a little naughtier planned. H...