Imagine the scene. You are chained up, powerless and in my control. My slave. To do as I wish and demand. You are standing in the middle of a room lit only by candles, to the side of you is a bed and a range of toys (strangely enough the ones we have), laid out neatly on a table on the other side of the bed. Now when I say your chained up I mean you have I...
Summer's day various friends join together to go to the beach. There we would find another group. surprise was than in that group there was a new girl. We were eight guys and she only girl, it was clear she was the center of attention. Her name was María, and she was Portuguese, but she was speaking very well, but with accent. At the zone where I live the P...
On Monday morning as the sun rose, Kyle was pumping his first load into Marie's cunt and finally fell back as he ran dry. He and Marie then kissed and she stroked his dick, dancing her tongue with his. "What should we do today?" Kyle asked as he regained his strength. Marie thought, shaking her tits for her son's enjoyment as she continued stroking him. "W...
“This isn’t dangerous, not in the same way this group is used to. But take my word on it, boys, this requires respect and care. You’ve all heard the stories, and I’m going to go over them again to put them into fact,” the grizzled commanding officer barked. His group of soldiers, most barely out of high school, shifted and shrugged and generally looked nervo...
When I first saw her, it was a warm summer afternoon. We both attended the same college in Maryland. She was sitting on a bench in the quad, reading a book written by Stephen King. I was mesmerized by her beauty. Her long red hair, shining in the sunlight. Her skin, sparkling like diamonds. I was captivated. I decided to walk over and introduce myself. "Hey...
It had been almost three weeks. Three long, incessant weeks, which had dragged by, the time moving as slow as ever, and my sexual drive diminishing rapidly as I was now deprived completely from sexual activity. It was a strange and unusual occurrence, it was like I had suddenly grown a large, hairy mole on my forehead, making me totally undesirable to women....
"Stories of Women in Control" is based on Journal entries about some of my formative sexual experiences. These are, with some poetic license, true stories that focus on my kinkier experiences, rather than on more conventional sexual relations. One day I phoned Mary Ellen, whom I hadn't seen in years, and found the number to be disconnected. When I was unable...
I still remember that first time I caught her smiling. Effervescent and pure, sitting on the clothed seat at the terminal. Her slim body in a tight blue tank and khaki shorts, she turned to me while I was talking to my friend trying to spot any other students heading to Italy to study abroad, "So you're on this trip too? I'm Ariel." Her bright blue eyes lock...
It was only about half-an-hour after the most recent orgasm, which would have been Michelle's, when Kay announced that she was going to need a ride home. Jim, Rob and Beth all looked at me, knowing that I had driven, but I would have volunteered anyway; I wasn't about to turn down an opportunity to be alone with Kay. It turns out that Beth hadn't wanted a bu...
He came in the door, and put his bag down in its usual place. Kicking off his shoes, he walked down the hallway and paused, hearing strange sounds coming from the bedroom. The door was ajar, so he peeked in. She was on the bed, naked and pleasuring herself. He stood enthralled, watching her hands as they moved over her body. He stepped into the room quietly,...