I should have known when my wife told me that I really didn't want to release the inner slut in her that I should have listened. But I was blinded by her new-found sexuality in our relationship and I was just having a good time. I guess I should begin this tale with some background about our relationship and us. I had moved to Las Vegas and met Sharon when...
I want to thank bridgeburner99 for her continued support. Thank you so much. I have had several responses that found my story too violent and unrealistic. My story is a dark fantasy. Fantasy is a creation of freely envisioned thought or invention; imaginative, grotesque or odd; a supposition based on no solid foundation—at least that is what my dictionary s...
Author's note: Usual disclaimers apply, but a little looking online will prove that the bladeplay pics mentioned here do exist. The camera's operator is largely a creature of my imagination, even if there is something of an old acquaintance in her. * "Oh, you like having hard things in your mouth, you fucking slut?" Lindsay Lohan grinned for the camera,...
It was late when I got home, and Fiona my wife had already gone out for the night. Not having any kids and both in our late forties, we both started to get into a bit of a weekly routine. She would go dancing with some of her friends, whilst I would go and have a drink with a couple of lads from work. After making myself a quick snack I headed out for the n...
Chapter 5. Jen trains Jo. Jen looked at the small tight ass of Jo in front of her. Her small body with such a tight little ass was very intriguing to Jen. Jo was very still, trying to be good, but Jen could tell that she was impatient for something to happen. Finally, Jen took the marker and uncapped it. She bent over and wrote on Jo's ass. Jo flinched at t...
I hadn't seen or talked to him in almost 20 years. Funny thing is it was his wife who contacted me first. We had been friends in high school and I dated him briefly, I went to the movies with him once. Damn that memory was unbelievable- the thought of it made it wet. I had never had a guy touch my pussy and thinking about it made me wet. We talked on the in...
I hated Halloween with a passion. It was such an overdone holiday and every year the candies and decorations arrived on door shelves earlier and earlier. This year I was in the local Target at the end of August and there was the display of orange and black crap. It's ridiculous. What I hate the most, of course, is that what is supposed to be a fun evening f...
So here I stand; my hands held behind me about a foot apart and a bit higher than my waist. I've been like this about four hours now. The position forces my elbows up and out behind me and causes me to bend forward; not fully horizontal, about half way there. Bent over enough that I have to decide whether to look at the ground or look at the wall on the othe...
Author's Note: This story is dark and has scenes that may offend some. If you do not like nonconsensual sex then do not read this story. ***** The table was set so elegantly, the good silver and china seemed to shimmer in the soft candlelight. Danielle sat at the table with a dreamy smile on her face. Her ten-year anniversary of being married to Todd was b...
I cut the lime for our Tanqueray and Tonics as she stands at the kitchen sink, snapping the ends off the asparagus she is preparing for dinner. She's changed from her office attire into a sleeveless cotton dress, pale blue, the color of her eyes. Her sensible sandals have a modest heel, neither flat nor fuck me, but with a slight lift that accentuates her ba...