Nothing makes me orgasm harder than when something's in my ass. I'm not picky. A butt plug, a dildo, my own fingers, a pen. Whatever I could find, I'd use to stretch my hole and get myself off. Even thinking about stretching my asshole made me wet. I loved everything about it, the slight discomfort, the pleasure, enveloping around whatever object it was. It...
How did I let myself get talked into this? That was the question I kept asking myself as the wind passed lightly over my naked body. I clutched the clear plastic bag I held and looked at it. It would do me little good if I should run into someone during this excursion. I glanced at my watch and then took a deep breath. I might as well get this started, I tho...
NOTE: This story is part four of an ongoing series. Though each chapter stands alone, please check out part one to get the full experience. ### She woke with a start. It was morning. Saturday. Her body was covered in sweat, and the echoes of a very erotic dream slowly faded from the corners of her consciousness. Normally she slept in a set of frumpy pajama...
Yu Ling's forehead is covered with a light sheen of perspiration. She is trying hard not to breathe too hard, nor make any groans of pleasure. Her body is shivering slightly; it is easily mistaken as a reaction to the chilly room temperature and her skimpy clothes (spaghetti top with denim skirt that was way above her knees). As the lecturer drones on, and s...
Leslie walked toward our bed in her short nurse's uniform, white hose and sensible shoes. As I lay on the far side of the bed under the clean white sheet I watched her approach. At 5' 5" and 110 pounds her lovely curves were accentuated in her tight fitting uniform. The bowl she carried contained the cotton hand towel in steaming water. Placing it on the bed...
After the first week of Ellen dressing me like a slut and using me to her full disposal I was really beginning to enjoy walking in 6" heels and having people stair at me wearing short latex skirts and see thru tops. We had been shopping and I had all kinds of different heels from 4" to 7" and Ellen introduced me to a lady that now makes my clothing. Ellen wi...
Obviously our ideas about a break were different because he laid me down lengthwise on the bench. My arms were folded under the bench and my wrists were tied together (effectively keeping from moving my upper body off the bench), my legs were reattached to the spreader bar and then lifted up and tied to the bar holding up the shelf again leaving my ass and...
Susan Swansong reclined in the relative comfort that her star billing had afforded her and enjoyed the warmth of Woody's tongue on her clit, jazz on the stereo and a glass of red wine near to hand. In just the past few weeks Woody's training had come along nicely. After having learned how much her carpenter was stimulated by the idea of being submissive, Sus...
Thanks to all who have recently encouraged me to continue this story. I very much enjoy getting feedback and appreciate your positive votes. If you do not enjoy FemDom, or sexual humiliation, please do not bother to read this story. ***** "Now, Tom, we must do something about those wet panties. Nurse Pyre did the right thing to douse your little pleasure s...
Imagine me giving you directions to a big county park outside the city. You will drive there with your husband to hike, but he will say he just wants to stay at the picnic tables and do something stupid on his phone. Good thing he's predictable. As you head out from the picnic tables and start down the trail, the breeze flowing across your skin warms you. Ye...