Helen knew what was coming even before Kim spoke. Four days previously, Helen had told her best friend about her first painful anal experience, saying she had hated it. Deep down, Helen knew she was lying. Helen had loved it, though she denied it vehemently - even to herself. After much persuasion, Helen agreed to try again with Kim there for moral support. Now, the formerly shy and nervous Kim was pressuring her. "Get yo...
"Why don't the two of you jump in the shower and I will wash these up?" Lynn said as she tossed the toys that Ann had been using into the sink. I stood behind Ann when we entered the shower and washed my dick and balls. I then wrapped my arms around Ann and let my soapy hands roam over her body. One hand washed her breasts while the other soaped her naughty bits while I kissed Ann's neck and nibbled on her earlobe. Lynn s...
"Almost perfect." Almost? King had been attending to Wench's nipples for close to an hour. This didn't include the previous hour of lovemaking they had enjoyed. He had decided that he wanted her nipples to be quite, QUITE, prominent throughout the evening when he would be entertaining his best friend, Prince. Normally, Wench's nipples were rather dainty, something she really didn't like about them. King, however, had told...
On Sunday, I was going to mow the lawn and then help Mom clean out the garden, but by sheer luck, one of Dad's buddies called to ask if he could go golfing. Dad stood there with his phone in his hand, staring at Mom for permission to go. "That's fine," Mom said, giving me a look. We knew that he would be gone till dinner time, if not later. "Call on your way home to see if we need anything." My dad scrambled to get change...
Dylan stripped me of my lingerie like a man unwrapping a gift. Though we'd been together almost six months, he still treated every intimate encounter as if it were our first time. "What do we have here?" Dylan grinned while lowering the strap of my pink babydoll. As soon as my nipple was exposed, he leaned to give it a teasing lick. His tongue quickly coaxed the peak to hardness. "You like that?" I murmured. Already, I wa...
Spring has sprung and with it new rules, especially since both Micah and Sophia had become lax during the winter regarding their roles as Master and Sub. Therefore, they both agreed that it was time for an update to the rules and a stricter adherence to protocol. Sophia prepared a pot of tea and placed that, matching cups and a plate of cookies on the table. Micah brought a pad of paper and a pen. By the time the pot was...
I’ve never wanted to be leashed. It’s on my Soft No list – something I MIGHT try, but with no guarantee I’ll want to continue with it. Somehow, even though in true BDSM fashion, I know the sub is leashed only with her or his consent, it just seemed demeaning to me. Nonetheless, Ard Ri’ requested that we try one evening – at home with just the two of us – a naked/leashing experiment. I trust him implicitly, so I agreed, kn...
When it comes to a party, Beverley Dawson is normally the one to organise things—being meticulous and logical in these things. After so much lost time due to the global pandemic, Beverley didn't need much of an excuse for going out and having a good time. As a thank you to the group for embracing her idea of the loft these past few weeks, she invited them all to attend one big bash there. She was optimistic about how thin...
Leap Day comes around only once every four years. One tradition associated with this rare day is that women are allowed to propose to men. Naturally, the tradition began long before women's empowerment, but as a submissive wife, I thought I'd follow this with certain enticing twists. First, I sent Sir a text explaining my idea and asking his permission to go forward. He immediately agreed. With that go-ahead, I began by s...
I pulled into her driveway right at three-thirty, the time I said I would be there. Kay's back door was open, so I knocked before entering. "Hello," I called to my mother-in-law. "Kay, I'm here. She didn't answer, so I stepped inside the doorway, calling out again. I knew everything would be right where we left it when I put it away last January. I started down the stairs to get her tree. I was halfway down the steps when...
On a cold November night, I found myself morosely scrolling through pornographic videos. I had made two of them myself, and they’d been moderately successful. In total, four hundred and sixty-five thousand people had seen them which, my calculator told me, was 0.0033125% of the human population. But no other offers of work had come through and I’d started to worry I was done. So why was I morose? Well, it was looking at t...
“90’s goth, I like it. Too many of these people are borderline emo looking,” she complimented, sitting next to me at the bar. “Ah yeah, thanks. I just prefer the look I grew up with.” I looked at my pair of Tripps and Anarchy boots. “Same, look.” She stood up, presented herself; black miniskirt, Mary Jane boots, flannel shirt and push-up bra. “You like?” “I do, you kinda look like Jane Lane.” I laughed. “I'll take that as...
The meeting had finished. Sheriff Nelson expressed his gratitude to Ms. O’Connell for her understanding of Himmel. He thanked the D.A. and there was only Madam Chair and I left in the room. Ms. O’Connell asked me to have a chair. I sat down, not knowing where she was going to go with this. I remember sneaking out of the bar through the side door during my last visit. She started to speak, “I am guessing Nelson and the D.A...
That was before I met JP on Craig’s list. He was part of a gay couple. He was a little older than me and was maybe twenty pounds heavier as well. We chatted for a while and he seemed to know what I needed. So we made a date to meet. I’ve been married to the same woman for thirty-eighty years and the last ten had been a sexless marriage. That was when I met JP we hit it off. I was excited to not have to masturbate alone. I...
