That Kiss My husband and I were leaving a family party when an uncle reached out to hug me goodbye. We leaned in for a cheek kiss, but our lips met accidentally instead. As short as it was, it seemed to linger on my lips. The seconds seemed to stretch on forever. I resisted the urge to open my mouth, keeping my lips pursed in a tight pucker despite my wanton desire. I fought the temptation of grabbing the back of his head...

Friendly and personable, people warmed up to Gabriel gradually, seeing him as a helpful, respectful person they could rely on for a variety of needs. Yet if that warmth grew to a certain level with women, they’d lose interest, becoming just a friend, a wonderful friend by most accounts, but still, just a friend. His male friends told him he was too nice, too respectful, and that at times, women didn’t want respect; they w...

I love my spreader bar. I was dubious when my husband bought it. Frightened about the loss of control. Now, I relish it. We return from the pub and, giggling, I ask to be buckled within its confines. Panties removed, I am bent over, legs forced wide and fastened, wrists secured. My bared cunt and arse are vulnerable now. I am exposed and at his mercy. He threatens to invite his friends around. Dripping gooey cum, I sob. H...

“You’re losing your oomph. Focus.” Just like that, I’m somewhere else, on my knees and you’re looking at me with those same ‘try harder’ eyes. “Hey, where did you go?” “You know exactly where I went. Onto my knees, where you're telling me how I’m not doing a particularly good job swallowing your cock.” Those perfectly good lips are wasted on that stupid smirk. Need them on me. Now. You babble some rubbish excuse about a c...

Chapter 08 The Stranger Comes, The Test Begins In More Ways Than One Everything I do and experience in life with respect to sex, sexual acts, pleasure and all aspects of BDSM is one hundred per cent consensual. The moment I heard the front door downstairs creak open and the loud thud as it latched shut, I flinched uncontrollably against the restraints. My heart pounded harder and faster; my hearing sharpened, and my focus...

The days after that night with Jamie and Layla had been a blur for Nicola in her ordinary life. She had so far adhered to the rules given to her. To not speak of it, to not mention it again. The days at work, in the office with Jamie, had been especially hard. Sitting a desk or two away from the man who had seen her. Had known exactly what she had needed, exactly what she had not been getting from her husband in so long a...

I love my spreader bar. I was dubious when my husband bought it. Frightened about the loss of control. Now, I relish it. We return from the pub and, giggling, I ask to be buckled within its confines. Panties removed, I am bent over, legs forced wide and fastened, wrists secured. My bared cunt and arse are vulnerable now. I am exposed and at his mercy. He threatens to invite his friends around. Dripping gooey cum, I sob. H...

That Kiss My husband and I were leaving a family party when an uncle reached out to hug me goodbye. We leaned in for a cheek kiss, but our lips met accidentally instead. As short as it was, it seemed to linger on my lips. The seconds seemed to stretch on forever. I resisted the urge to open my mouth, keeping my lips pursed in a tight pucker despite my wanton desire. I fought the temptation of grabbing the back of his head...

The days after that night with Jamie and Layla had been a blur for Nicola in her ordinary life. She had so far adhered to the rules given to her. To not speak of it, to not mention it again. The days at work, in the office with Jamie, had been especially hard. Sitting a desk or two away from the man who had seen her. Had known exactly what she had needed, exactly what she had not been getting from her husband in so long a...