Friday night. I am secured in a standing position, naked and spread eagled. My ankles are secured to a spreader bar, my hands to restraints attached to new hooks she has attached to the ceiling. My wife's mouth surrounds but does not touch my pulsating cock. I tighten my groin muscles to make contact. She pulls away. "Bad boy!" She reaches down for her rid...
I About a month and a half into their relationship, it was David's birthday. Cara invited herself over to his house to cook him dinner and celebrate. After they had eaten and she had given him his present (an autographed copy of his favorite book), they were sitting on the couch cuddling and watching TV. Cara sat up. "Oh, I almost forgot," she said with a...
Ch 1: Violet is the Color of Lust A girl, a blanket, and a night-flight to Paris Somewhere between NY and Paris. The girl in window seat 23A is beautiful. Silky black hair. Piercing violet eyes. Full crimson lips. Flawless complexion. The cabin is dark, except for the flickering loom of the entertainment system. The hum of turbine engines drowns out eve...
Chapter 2 (Danielle) *Why do we love surprises? Because fear of loss is as strong a lure as the hope of reward.* When I got home, I had two things to do – three actually. I needed to sleep first. I made the morning meal. It was the usual. April and I chatted about her school's latest social scandal involving a cheerleader and a computer nerd. I double chec...
As always, thanks for reading and posting. For those of you who enjoyed my story, I hope this ties up any loose ends and ultimately gives you the warm fuzzies. And for those of you who didn't... thanks for letting me know where I went wrong. Cate xx ***** One Year Later "Have I told you just how much I love you?" Sammie smiled down at Jake, nuzzling aga...
I stood in front of my class at 8:30 a.m. Sweat was beginning to bead on my forehead and my mouth had long gone dry. Words were not coming. My lecture was, rather, an incoherent string of babble. I could not focus, or if I could it was on the wrong thing. It was but a flash, a vision, and a split-second that I could not seem to catch. That flash happened onc...
Keep score along with her as Ondra, a 28 year old slut in denial, graphically catalogs every ounce of semen and every drop of vaginal fluid from her sexual exploits in her remarkably descriptive sex chronicles. She discloses everything to her readers, from photographic details about past and present fucks to her own quirky personal hygiene and grooming habit...
We drove in silence until he pulled up to the familiar white mansion that I had been before a few times while having slumber parties with Madison. Derek said nothing to me as he got out of the car; I sat unmoving, unsure what to do. I felt my door being opened; instead of letting me exit the vehicle by myself he unbuckled my seat belt and picked me up, carr...
He must have noticed while we were in the band room, preparing for the show. I was very nervous and very hyperactive, I had just had a Mountain Dew, and I could feel the caffeine coursing through my veins. I was twirling about the room, making myself dizzy and my pupils were dilated, the room was so bright and lively, everyone was eager for the show to start...
Spoiler alert: Although this is posted as a fetish story, be forewarned there aren't any actual sex scenes in this chapter. So please don't be disappointed about that. * * * Fetish: ...sexual attraction to objects, body parts, or situations not conventionally viewed as being sexual in nature. (Wikipedia) DANCE WITH ME--A TALE OF DANCING AND OTHER FETISHE...