First, you must know how to locate and stimulate your lover's clitoris. If you have not quite gotten this far in your sexual education, I will here provide a quick review. The clitoris is much easier to locate if your lover is already sexually excited. If you do not know how to sexually excite your lover at all, I probably cannot help you. Basically, your...
This is for Andrea on the Lake. Pam Pearsall was not looking forward to her trip home. First of all, she had not been home for more than two years. Pam was now 32, working in Los Angeles at a good sports-agency coordination job, and enjoyed the fast life style that included her cute little Redondo Beach house and forest green Miata convertible. She had forc...
It been a while sense Inga captured me. I been a while sense she integrated and broke me with her sexual powers. I was now her slave. I was now her slut and her whore. My leash was wrapped around the pole and I lay naked. My body was still quivering from one of her daily sexual orgasms. She brought me over the edge of pleasure till I was broken and could har...
September 20, 1754 I am barely allowed to rise from the bed any longer. When I wake, a root is pressed in to my hand and I am to eat it where I lay. The entity does not trust me any longer. It is keeping me captive and God help me, I love my captivity. Until you learn to be a proper wife. Until you learn to accept your fate as my chalice. I sleep sporadic...
My wife and I had talked for years about having a threesome or a moresome. It added spice to our sex life, some talk to bring the heat up from time to time. Not that we needed it. It was always amazing. We had talked about another woman, another man, a couple, and more. The theme always being that it should be a stranger. It was a week away from her birthda...
Time was moving on: the instigator of Rachel's systematic degradation knew that she had to get Rachel back home soon so as not to raise suspicions. She looked down at their captive lying on the bed. Rachel's arms and legs were now free, yet she made no attempt to remove her blindfold or try to escape. Instead, she continued to probe her own pussy, her finge...
"I'm not a dyke, I may feel certain things when I'm around certain girls but I'm not like those weird, extreme bitches I see walking around at pride parades," Farah Elmi said, somewhat angrily and the six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and slender, Hijab-wearing young Somali Muslim woman leaned back in her chair, and sighed deeply. Sitting in the living room of her...
***Authors Note*** It would be best if you read Unsatisfied I to get a better view of what is going on. I hope you like this second installments. I'm looking for positive comments only. If you don't like it then don't comment. Thanks. * This was going to be one of hell of a camping trip. She really wanted to stay at home and watch movies with Jamison and...
My name is Sean Patterson Brown. I'm a big and tall young black man living in the city of Denver, Colorado. Many people can only dream of being wicked and getting away with it. I've done that. The bad stuff is addictive. And I got it all out of my system. Ever heard of focusing on the future? Well, that's what I'm doing right now. Where am I doing it? At the...
This here is the story of Belle. A plain-faced, thick-bodied, wide-hipped, big-bottomed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned plumper from a small Iowa town. Belle had never been what anyone considered pretty. All her life, she'd been the fat chick who never gets to have any fun. The chubby loner. The lonely plumper. And many other fun euphemisms. On...