A stand-alone story, but following from earlier ones in the series. Thanks for taking the time to read this and thanks for your support with comments and votes! + I've never understood why women are permitted and even encouraged to own and use sex toys but a man who uses them risks laughter and scorn. The last survey I'd read showed that the majority of...
I am writing this letter as my account of truth in the legend of Futa girls. Now I should write a little about me first. I am 26 now but when it started I was twenty-two. A college jock and loved women. I would go to all the parties and college bars and hang outs. I was good looking guy 6'3, 276lbs. I was pretty good at picking up females and if I wanted one...
Author's Note: The story below is 100% real. This series is intended to document my journey into submission at the direction of Miss Gia. All participants and activities described below are real. Much of the writing involves the psychological aspects of submission from the perspective of the sub, not just the physical interaction. If you are looking for an u...
They had each prepared themselves with a series of cleansing enemas before meeting and Lana was now trembling with anticipation at what was to come. Todd was waiting in Lana's large tiled bathroom when she entered, naked and ready, and his cock was already stiffly erect. The equipment, now modified for their latest experiment, lay on a folded towel on the fl...
I was driving back to the city after visiting some friends. I was listing music and thinking at the football match I was going to watch that night. Suddenly, on the road, I saw a woman hitchhiking. It was late afternoon, but quite hot and she must have been all sweaty waiting for someone to stop. Suddenly, I slowed down, and eventually stopped the car just a...
---------- ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 ---------- Authors Note: Hello everyone, I'm back! I've been having trouble getting inspired enough to continue "My Trip to the Doctor" I'll be honest. I wrote this story months ago and just recently revised it to a point where I think it is of good enough quality to share with you. ***** Ms. Rubenkoch walk...
Cumbrella was grateful that the floor wasn't tiled and therefore uncomfortably cold on her back. It wasn't quite the same as lying on a plush thick pile carpet but the vinyl covering soon warmed up to the temperature of her body and became less unpleasant as the moments passed. What on earth was she doing in the bathroom she thought to herself? "If they fuc...
"Now you understand that I need you to masturbate, and ejaculate into the specimen jar. This has to be done on camera," the woman instructed. Ben was only half listening to her. He was staring at her tits trying to tell if her nipples were poking through the fabric of the lab coat. He had answered an ad that said test subjects were needed for a hu...
Babua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made...
Antique device brings modern day delights to niece. Browsing through pawnshops and thrift stores is my version of treasure hunting. One day, at a local pawn shop, I found a strange looking wooden box with an assortment of glass tubes, in a compartment, in the lid. A small oval semi corroded brass patent label on the back and an old frayed power cord dated...