The submittal deadline for the annual erotic art show loomed near. The time had come to set the landscapes aside and get this year's "fun " project started. I had been kicking this idea around in my mind for some time now… It began several years ago when I adopted my first Akita dog. Since then, my interest in Japanese art and culture had grown. One lonely n...
A special lesson from the maestro. By Hanns G ***** A novice learns new erotic techniques from the maestro. As an experiment, my wife, Susan and I tried bondage, first, just some simple stuff using a silk scarf. That went over well, so I decide to investigate using rope. I was a boy scout, so how hard could it be? Now, I can tie two logs together, but th...
I watched your breathing change after I put the blindfold on you. Your arms were bound behind you. You looked so strong, yet so vulnerable as you sat there. The white ropes against your tanned skin seemed to glow. Each cable placed so carefully around your chest, binding you to the chair. You didn't struggle. You didn't move. You didn't even shift your bo...
She sat there, in the small rolling computer chair; her hands tied behind the back of the seat, cloth in her mouth, her voice muffled. She was naked; the round buds of her nipples were perked from the chill of the room. She heard a sound and turned her head. He stood there, naked, his sex already hard from the site of his next victim. A grin formed on his fa...
As much as I love the moon, I also love the sun. My 2 most favorite times of the daylight hours are at dawn and at dusk, watching the sun rise over the ocean or watching the sun set beyond the horizon. I am almost always awake in the morning, long before the sun and take great pleasure in taking the 5 minute walk to the little private cove the next block ove...
She had the softest skin. I knew that before I even touched her. Her lips were soft. A little wet. Red. Our tongues wrapped around each other. A long kiss. She gave herself without holding back. We kissed again. I'd seen her around. Someone pointed her out to me. A friend. Of mine. Of hers. She said we ought to meet. To play. She knew us both a little too...
This is not a true story, but is simply a written account of one of my wife's hottest fantasies. We have talked about this scenario many times and it always results in a horny, hot lovemaking session afterwards. The following is always likely to remain in my wife's head as a fantasy as it is doubtful that we would have the balls to carry it through, let alon...
This story was inspired by, and is dedicated to, the magnificent Whiptress. I arrive at Mistress's at the appointed hour. I brush lint off my navy blue suit. As I straighten my red tie I feel the black leather collar under my shirt. The small lock is positioned directly behind the knot in my tie. I ring the bell, and Mistress opens the door. She says nothi...
Author's Note: This is the second part of a multi-part story. It is probably better if you read the first part before this one. Don't read if you are uncomfortable with bondage or gentle femdom ***** I slept well. So well in fact I woke up to find I was simply in Fidelity's bed and not tied up. I got up and walked into the note. She left me a note telling...
Lisa and Mary had planned this for awhile. They had gotten Eric, Lisa's husband to agree not to come to this play date. He had a tendency to take over any session he was involved in. It was pretty fun most of the time but not what the women wanted this time. Eric had agreed and then come anyway. Mary had been quite ticked. She had been going to cancel the da...