This section features stories that involve sexual activity with a “strap-on”—a dildo attached to a strap or harness.
Although typically fastened around the waist and used as a substitute for a penis, strap-ons can also be used to enable double penetration, or they can be fastened to a lover's face to create an intimate penetrating experience. They come in many shapes, sizes and colours, and some even vibrate!
Strap-ons are commonly used to perform anal sex on a man (known as “pegging”), but there are countless other possibilities, and authors might draw inspiration from other categories such as Lesbian, Threesomes and Trans. The only limit is the imagination of the author.
Nobody warned me that my days would be turned on their head from this day forward. Our relationship was what you could consider "normal". We enjoyed our ventures out to the pub, to cosy nights in with nothing but a movie and a blanket to keep us warm. Whi...
Angel and I have been going out for three months now, and I must say she lives up to her name. She's a divine presence in my life and in my bed. Not that she's pure and remote, because she's far from that. Wanton and adventurous is more like it. An earth...
Adulthood sucks balls, and not in the fun, sexy way that I drop to my knees, plunge my wanton mouth over a hard cock, then lick my way down to suck on my lover’s sack while he shoots his load all over me. At least that’s how I would suck the aforementione...
I adore all of the sweet moments. Caressing his hair, his kisses to my forehead, reciprocated back massages. I especially have a weakness for any time he wraps his arms around me from behind. Seeing our arms and fingers intertwined, the contrast between f...
Melanie was not even a little kinky, but things changed drastically when she went off to university. We had dated the year after I graduated high school and she was in her final year. She had chased me for a while before we got together, but I had been da...
Evan knew what he was doing was wrong. He knew it while he was rolling up the rose petals in the cigarette wrapper and twisting one end into a point. He knew it while he was trimming the dove feathers and attaching them to the sides for aerodynamic stabil...
They sat in the “neutral” conference room on the sixtieth floor. When Roger had first stepped into the room, he had been taken with the view. There was Lake Ontario, of course, but there was also Lisa Chen, his adversary in a potentially life-changing neg...
Betsy had one hand on his hips and was fucking his asshole with her strap-on. She was a tall big-titted Southern blond. Her friend, Mary Lynn, a brunette and just as well endowed was face down at the restaurant's table before him. Bob was fucking her assh...
“Christine, what on earth are you watching?” Ben asked. Christine slammed the cover of her laptop down. Ben tried to grab for it but she pulled it closer to her body. Ben pleaded, “C'mon honey show me, it looked naughty.” Christine replied, “No, you will...
I arrived home with the brown paper bundle under my arm, sneaking into the house. The coast was clear, so I ran upstairs to our bedroom, to our hiding spot, behind our luggage. I threw the bag behind the suitcase, and threw over some jeans to cover it all...
The veiny, black dildo protruding lewdly from my strap-on stretched her pussy impossibly tight. I swore it would tear at any moment—her lips rolling in and out with every thrust and withdrawal. But that did not stop me from violently battering her foolish...
With her mistress outside, she’s an obedient subby-mannequin. Motionless, except those pretty obsidian eyes are peeking across the crowded room. Her blush is vivid; she realizes I’m staring. Being recklessly dissolute, I lick my lips when she peeps again....
Annette and I met later in life and were married at the age of forty. From the very beginning, we enjoyed a healthy sex life by trying new things. We weren't interested in adding others to our lovemaking but had become more interested in anal of late. ...
All the focus, it seemed, at home and work, was on summer celebrations, with all of the talk and questions from Jake and now the reminder from Nicola about her plans. I did enjoy them, maybe I was a stick in the mud though, because I felt they and the Chr...
With my hands and arms now free, I scoot to the edge of the bed and sit up. As I begin to stretch my arms and work the kinks out from both my wrists, I catch Sam skipping around the foot of the bed from the corner of my eye. I quickly feel myself becomin...
