I groaned my frustration as my wife pulled her well lubricated fingers out of my burning, tingling ass. At least her other slippery hand continued to stroke my dick, slowing but not pausing. I heard the cap on the Astroglide snap open and I knew she was lubing up a dildo as a replacement for her fingers in my now nicely stretched anus. She ran her hand over...
[This story involves bodily functions, including scat, and corporal punishment of various kinds. If any of these offend you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18.] Jackson was definitely in the soup. He had accommodated himself to being the fourth wheel as Eleanor had first decided to take Annette as her wife and then invited Denise to li...
It started innocently. I woke up late for work. The day before, I had taken a long car trip and was very tired by the time I reached home. The next morning, I was rushing to get to work. Stopping at the gas station to get my coffee, I noticed this young girl with a look of desperation on her face. She was standing by the pump and looked like she was almost i...
Yvonne, that's my wife, and I had had a rare night out. We'd had dinner at a nice restaurant and then caught a movie in one of these new super-service theatres. I'd let Yvonne pick the film and had really expected it to be the sort of chick-flick that women like. I was quite surprised at what she chose to see. So, I think, was Yvonne. Not quite what she'd ex...
Rosemarie felt a jolt of apprehension mixed with anticipation when she returned from shopping downtown and her mother told her that they would be having an informal dinner at the Collier's that evening. William Collier had just had a large stone outdoor cooking pit built in his back yard and wanted to try it out. Therefore the Thorntons had been invited to a...
As I write these words about events in the year 'Twenty Thirty', the year is 'Two Thousand and One' and thus, this tale is set in the future. It is deliberately set in a not too far distant future, to allow you, gentle reader, to feel that such things as are described in this tale, may come to pass in your own lifetime. At this point I feel obliged to menti...
This story is dedicated to the author called Madison018. Her stories are so fine that I decided to write this because I learned something about myself while reading her stories. I hope that she likes this one. I wrote it because I’ve been reading about Dom/sub relationships and am VERY curious to find out whether I’m a Dom or not. This is kind of a fantasy a...
Hi again. This is Dan. My wife Mandy and I spent a two-week holiday in Cap d'Agde in the south of France in September. We stayed in the naturist section, called Port Ambonne, which has a reputation as a place where couples come to have fun after the family holiday season has finished. We had such a wild time that we just had to write down our holiday experie...
Sensitivity Training can mean a lot: Part 7 Meanwhile back home. While this can be a stand-alone story, still it is a chapter in the larger story. It takes place back home while Beercan (AKA Jason) is spending his first two weeks at the Institute. Beercan was sent Sensitivity Institute of America because he had sexually harassed one of his employees. His b...
Chapter One: Their First Party Before leaving after a night of spanking and sexual fun, Debbie told Ray and Joy that she would love for them to join their spanking club, and that their monthly meeting would be the coming weekend at a hotel located nearby. She explained that check-in begins at four, cocktails at five, but most members don't begin arriving un...