He knows I can’t resist, loves to tease, knowing I won’t—can’t say no. He knows what happens to me when that weapon is brandished. He knows there are no rules. He knows any time and any place. He knows he can lord it over me because I am weak. He knows the terms are unspoken, always open. He knows my drug, so highly addictive. He knows it makes my mouth salivate. He knows I can’t control my hyperfixation. He knows I need...

Not long ago, I published my first true story. It was called, “The Sluttiest Thing I Have Done,” and I enjoyed writing out a good memory. At Chez MC1982, something like the following conversation took place. My husband knows I write on this site and enjoys my stories. Mr. MC1982: “MC1982, you really enjoyed writing that one, didn’t you?” Blushing, I confirmed that I did, albeit not as much as the events themselves. “You s...

"Promise you'll drop that first test?" I said from my knees. "Of course sweetheart, I'll add extra credit too. Let's call it, extracurricular achievement," my professor said with a smile. I was having a real tough time as of late, this was probably one of the most trying semesters I've ever had. Between an internship, working full-time and four classes, organic chemistry was kicking my ass. But on that fateful Friday morn...

Stephanie had spent a second night in my bed and I once again did nothing. I knew she was tempting and teasing me intentionally. I couldn't have gotten myself this deep in the friend zone, could I? She was forcing me to make a first move, I was just failing. We only had a couple of weeks until Thanksgiving break, and I accomplished nothing with Steph. We didn't hang out much during that period of time as she spent a lot o...

“What the hell is it?!” Sinead asked as she gazed at the open box, which revealed a long, luminous pink device, seemingly made of rubber. It was bulbous and round at one end, before tapering to what looked like an antenna at the other end. “Well…” Connor whispered with a devilish look in his eye, “this will give me control over you at dinner this evening.” “What? How the hell will you ‘control’ me?” Sinead chuckled, both...

The drive had been treacherous; Cornwall hadn’t seen rain like it in years. Despite their obvious relief at finally arriving at the small countryside B&B, Connor and Sinead had shared a journey filled with laughs and conversation which stimulated both their minds, as well as other parts of their body. Their shared excitement at the opportunity to spend the weekend together in a countryside hideaway was obvious, but they b...

In my experience, I've found that most cab drivers are poor, hard-working guys. So I told my husband Mark that I wanted to brighten the lives of a few cabbies by giving them blowjobs. We discussed how best to do it, and decided that we couldn't call the cabs from our home, because then we'd have cabbies showing up all the time looking for more blowjobs. So we decided to go to Square One Mall in Mississauga and call for a...

Your clitoral lust button  switched on by the flicking motion  and being pressed down upon  by the swaying motion  and the teasing actions  from my tantalizing tongue You are dripping wet with widespread legs as I kneel before you pushing you over  the orgasmic edge   like a tumbling barrel  going over the churning  white foaming currents  of the rushing rapids of your own inner private  imaginary Niagra Falls Your beauti...

Before the event I’m about to share with you, I had done just about all there was to do sexually, and I had enjoyed every minute of it. And my husband Mark had enjoyed watching it all. One of the few things I hadn’t done was bondage, because the idea of things being totally out of my control never really appealed to me, but all that changed at Steve’s birthday party. Steve is a friend of my husband Mark, and I suck him of...

My name is Carolyn, and I'm an orally obsessed, exhibitionist housewife in Toronto, Canada. I have an obsession for sucking cocks. I love the feeling of control I get when I have my lips wrapped around a hard cock. And there's something about the taste and gooey texture of cum that I absolutely love. That's why my favourite activity is sucking guys’ cocks and swallowing their creamy cum while my hubby Mark watches. I just...

My husband, Mark, frequently invites his buddies over to the house for either poker or to watch the big game on our fifty-inch TV. On those occasions, I dress up in something sheer and revealing and serve the guys their drinks and snacks. My favourite outfit is a French maid uniform which has a sheer, white lace top through which you can clearly see my tits and big, dark nipples, a very short skirt that just barely covers...

This story is about a fun time that my husband, Mark and I had many years ago at an exotic lingerie store, in which my tits played a key role. Mark is crazy about my tits, and though I don’t mean to boast, most guys seem to really love them, especially my big, dark nipples. Mark is always trying to pull my top down when we’re out and about, and he loves it when I flash my tits in public places. And I don’t mind his obsess...