Her eyes rolled back, her hips bucked upward, she began moaning a guttural moan as he had made her cum. Her legs bound to their respective legs of the bed leaving her no dripping wet pussy exposed. It’d left her panting, wanting more. Her kink was bondage. Her interests were BDSM related in most ways. It’d led her down a path that led to Julien. It’d been th...
His body overwhelmed her. His muscles tensed and flexed as his sweaty frame flowed over her. She felt him deep within her most sacred place. She quacked ... nearing climax. Her body was hot , tense yet relaxed. She felt stretched to the limits. It felt so good ... She might-migh... ah-ah "Aaaaaaaah!" Clara screamed in orgasm, "Oh ..." She...
The last 4 months were extremely trying for Meg and Dave. Despite still loving one another, their marriage was not working. After some tough conversations, they agreed that a trial separation would be in their best interest. With that agreement, Meg moved out and the two began living their lives as singles once again. After a brief period of "radio silence"...
Jennifer groaned as she keeled over on the toilet, grabbing at her waist as another cramp rocked her world with pain. How she hated this time of the month. In some ways, she was lucky; he didn't get the mood swings like other girls did, she didn't feel uncomfortable in a pad or tampon. But what she did get was a flow so heavy she worried she would pass out f...
It'd been a while since Mary had an orgasm that wasn't self induced. She'd spent all day texting her friend and colleague, Alex, who worked only in the next office along from her, but the sort of messages they'd been exchanging weren't suitable for a work email system. The subtle innuendo's had long since past. These messages were bordering on explicit, and...
I’d always loved the idea of being bound, made to cum, to have eye rolling orgasms while my hips bucked upward. To have someone that wanted to do anything with me. I’d felt like an abomination though. As an AFAB (Assigned Female At Birth) Queer person that often presented as male it wasn’t an easy thing to accomplish. People often saw me as a fetish or weren...
Behind the limo's glass, he saw the dreamy face of Celebrity. John felt a tent forming in his pants. He couldn't take it anymore. He tapped on the glass with the back knuckles of his shuddering fist. As Celebrity looked away from her phone's screen, John's knees began to quiver and knock together. How could he be seriously considering this? There was no time...
Pete couldn't sleep. His middle 30s wife was in the bed next to him sleeping deeply. His clock showed 2AM. He knew that this would come back to bite him in the ass in the morning, but he couldn't help himself. Pete slowly moved his hand up his wife's side, lightly pulling her loose fitting t-shirt upward. Zoe was a side sleeper and usually had at least one a...
I'm on a bus. A freaking school bus. The fact that it's a college school bus does not change anything. Just because it's not painted yellow doesn't mean that it's still not the same old crappy bench seats from when you and I were in elementary school. Okay, so it is filled with college cheerleaders, but other than that...I'm on a bus. I'm on a bus on a two...
It was unusual that the primary thought on my mind when we ordered our drinks was my hoping you hadn't minded that we meet for drinks instead of dinner, especially since the last message I'd sent via Tumblr the evening previous could have been considered a little forward. I had bragged about having 'magical hands' and nonchalantly offered to give you a massa...