As soon as I closed my eyes again, I dozed. I wondered where Gayle was. I lost track of her after I boned her up the ass. I heard the sound of the television in the background and figured she was in the den watching TV. Then, I felt this weird but familiar feeling. At first I thought I was dreaming only it felt so real that I knew it wasn't a dream. My cock...
Chapter Three: A Little Clean Up, A Little Dinner, A Little Shopping In Chapter One, Kelly and Celia were blindfolded and gagged separately, and strapped to each other in a 69 position on a hotel bed. They were forced to lick each other off. It was the first experience with a woman for either of them. In Chapter Two, Kelly and Celia were bound together in...
Author's note: Many comments have been made about typing mistakes in the first installment of this story. I do accept responsibility for all mistakes. However, I believe that some of the misunderstanding may have been brought about by my sophomoric attempt to create the realism of a black dialect. At any rate, the experiment has been discontinued. In my own...
Gretchen had promised me that if I lost my bet in regards to my sister, that I'd be whipped with an Australian stock whip. And since I lost that bet and since Gretchen isn't the sort to let me wriggle out of anything, I soon found myself in the basement, naked and tied to a bondage device that Gretchen called a torture tower. Now, the way Gretchen had me bo...
She came to work prepared today. She did not want to be caught off guard like she was a week or so ago. Wearing a knee length skirt, a button down sweater, a bra with a front clasp, and skimpy panties, she bounced into her office much perkier than usual. She removed her coat and hung it on the door hook. She furiously rubbed her knees and legs, trying to war...
The Story I'm going to tell you is about Love, Lust, and Fucking your Best Friend. Of course... it never does start out that simply, does it? I was cursing every force in the universe that had gone into creating HER, every sexual urge, every ungodly act, every evolutionary leap that had brought about her existence. I cursed the ground she strode upon, the...
Amanda was my first ever sub but I've rarely come across one more submissive. We worked in different departments of a huge company though had the same job of answering emails. As we initially communicated via that medium, I've been able to edit our original correspondence into the telling of this story. She was 35 when I first saw her at a big meeting one a...
After Becca's last session, with the gangrape and her own forced (if pleasurable) involvement, she wasn't sure if she wanted to take any more clients. But Chelsea kept pressuring her to at least finish the ones that she'd already lined up. There were ten more sessions already scheduled and she'd finally agreed to do just those, but then she was going to be d...
**All Characters in this Story are at least 18 years of age.** * High school was never really easy for me. I was (and still am) your stereotypical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10, pale skin, dark hair, and wear a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The kind of guy you would expect to be sitting around with his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons. Which ironically, is...
I wake up, consciousness flowing in and out. Daddy's in a chair in front of the bed working on his laptop. "Good morning daddy," I say half awake. "Good afternoon, kitten. It's two o clock," he says resting his laptop on the floor. I want to feel him, feel the texture of his skin, feel his cock in my hand, feel it in my mouth. I want to jump up to him. I...