Elaine’s fingers froze on the mouse, her breath hitching as the screen lit up with images that made her stomach twist and her pulse quicken. It wasn’t just porn—it was mom/son porn. The kind where older women, women like her, were tangled in sheets with younger men, their bodies pressed together in ways that crossed the line into taboo and forbidden. Her throat tightened, but she couldn’t look away. The video played on, t...

A couple of weeks later, I returned to the same client. He had sent me a message, saying that a couple of surprises awaited me there. Well, what might that mean? He had warned me to get ready for a more intense session. Oh, wow I thought to myself! I was dressed in a sexy outfit again – an open crotch body with a black half lace bra underneath, which my nipples subtly peeked through. I was wearing a short gray miniskirt a...

Luke lay sprawled on his bed, his legs parted slightly, the evening air cool against his skin but doing nothing to temper the heat coursing through him. His fingers idly traced the waistband of his jeans, just above the cage that had become both his prison and his salvation. It pressed against him tightly, unyielding and merciless, amplifying every twitch of arousal into a maddening ache. His mind was consumed by the memo...

As I stepped back inside my apartment, a rush of exhilaration coursed through me. My time spent cross-dressing with my neighbor Nikita, played vividly in my mind on a beautiful loop. Still adorned in her delicate lingerie, silky stockings, and the stunning satin ruffle mini dress that hugged my curves, I felt a surge of enthusiasm and excitement. The soft fabric against my skin was a reminder of the freedom I had just exp...

I kneel in front of your chair. You place both of your feet on my panty-covered dick. I raise one of your feet with my hands and begin to massage. I love the feel of your stockings. I lean forward and kiss your toes. Meanwhile, you massage me to hardness with your other foot. “Good boy but you better not make a 'messy’ in your panties or else you face the consequences. Mistress must ALWAYS cum first!” “I want you to smell...

When I walk into the studio, my heels click on the hardwood floor. My client jumps in anticipation, and he tracks the sound. He’s blindfolded and waiting for me on his knees like he was instructed to. There’s a flush to his hairless chest, and I smirk, my red-painted lips quirking to the side. It’s his first time, and I love breaking in the virgins. My studio is spacious but cozy. Hardwood floors covered in rugs and leath...

The meal was simple, just the main dish, desert and coffee. As the women lingered over their coffee I began to quickly eat my meal. I had just managed to finish when I heard Jenifer call, “Mitsy.” When I entered, she said, “We have decided to have our coffee in the living room. Top up our cups with fresh and bring them to us.” I started to collect the cups when she asked, “Did you hear me, Mitsy?” I knew what she wanted s...

Ethan sat alone in his dimly lit bedroom, browsing through his usual corners of the internet. Earlier that night, he’d been out with friends at the cinema, watching a new thriller. One of the main characters—a striking, assertive woman dressed in sleek black latex—had caught his attention in a way he hadn’t expected. In one particular scene, she interrogated a man with unwavering control, introducing herself as a dominatr...

Gerry’s face flushed deep red as his cock strained painfully against the confines of the chastity belt. The large vibrating dildo buried in his ass sent constant waves of stimulation through him, making it hard to focus on anything else. On all fours, positioned at the end of the sofa, he served as nothing more than Bianca’s footstool, her bare feet resting casually on his naked back. She lounged comfortably, engrossed in...

From as far back as I can remember, I've always had a secret obsession with cross-dressing. It started as a harmless fantasy, but as time went on, I found myself drawn to the texture of lingerie and unable to resist the satin fabrics, silky dresses, and sensuous lace against my skin. I would always wait until my wife left for work each day before I would slip into something more comfortable - a silky bra and panties, a fr...

Male’s P.O.V~ The lights were turned off. I was unable to see anything when I stepped inside her apartment, but her voice directed me to her bedroom and then to her bed. I hesitantly sat down, waiting for what was to come next, when I suddenly felt her arms sliding from my shoulders to my abdomen. “What are you doing, babe?” I stuttered as she whispered right into my ear, flinching my well-being, “Mistress. What are you...

Why do people collect unusual items? To someone who doesn’t collect, it might appear strange, a waste of time and space. But for those who collect, it’s the opposite. When they come across something unique and rare, their immediate thought is to save its beauty for themselves and to showcase it on their prized shelf. They can’t bear to let the beauty of the item go to waste. It cannot be any truer that “beauty is in the e...