Lying in bed, in a semi-haze of erotic bliss, I was fingering my cunt and edging towards a second orgasm when my laptop pinged, announcing an incoming message. Cursing the interruption, I looked to see a three-word message from an anonymous user on my favorite website. It was titled, "Come to Greenland!" I wondered whether this message was meant for me or sent by mistake, so I navigated to the user's profile to learn more...
“Just one more…” Reassuring words teased through my blindfold accompanied by a pinch and searing pain in my nipple. It lasted a second into eternity, but the come-down was what I was after… this time anyway. A needle through my nipple was the last I could take in this session, and my top knew it. I haven’t taken to calling her Mistress yet, but she intrinsically knew where to push and where to bite and for how long. Blind...
HUBBY This story doesn't have a lot of sexual intensity. I should have probably written this a long time ago. It does explain how we become a hotwife/stag couple. My wife not only modified her body but became very sexual. The lifestyle has brought us to a new level of sexual fulfillment and intensity. We both agree she could never go back to a one cock woman, and I wouldn't want her to. Our lifestyle has been very rewardi...
The first of October had been the longest day of Sara’s life. She’d awoken early, bathed, dressed, and gone out to cast her first vote. Her parents had told her, “We know this is important to you. But stay out of trouble. Please, for us.” It was the day that the provincial government of Catalonia held an unauthorized referendum on independence from Spain, and she’d been in the thick of the action. They’d peppered her with...
"Really, it's my own fault," Sophia thought. "I told Him that I would not, simply would not wear a collar in public. Not tonight, not any night. No. That collar was for us privately. I was not His 24/7 submissive. I had agreed to be his 24/2 1/2 submissive. From Friday after work until Monday morning, I was his collared girl, but from Monday to Friday, I was my own person." Nonetheless, Sophia balked even though this was...
Sumptuous chocolate beckons me to imbibe Decadent extra dark at the center Small silver bars pierce the puckered flesh The pair raise to attention under a lustful gaze Opulent cocoa happiness, infused with a spicy demeanor They are my sensual aphrodisiac, rich, lush, edible Lower a small plane of mahogany Then a velvety grove encasing cotton candy I yearn for this exotic dessert, my Temptress, my goddess
A light beading of perspiration is shaken from my hair as I leap skywards, returning the incoming ball with a slam, and finish off my scowling, sexy adversary to win the set. It was a hard-fought match under the oppressive early June sun, and as I reach towards my bottle of water, then rake my damp hair from my eyes, I glance at Justin, still glaring from across the net. "It's your serve." Wearing navy tennis shorts and a...
Back in the car, present day, David’s first-person perspective… Clare remarked, “David, I didn’t say anything to Brenda, as I needed time to think and to talk to you. I need to ask you what you think… as you can be quite insightful!” Then she looked at me. Clare was looking for advice, but what did I know about lesbians, or for that matter, relationships in general? So instead I chose to make an observation… "You had a bu...
"Mandy, dear...?" Mistress calls for me. "Are you almost ready to go shopping?" "Almost done, Mistress," I yell from the bathroom, "I'm putting on my lipstick." It's Friday night, and I'm very excited about going with Mistress to shop for new clothes. She's been pumping me up for it all week, because we're not just going to the Adult World store for bimbo clothes. No… she's taking me to the ultimate sissy promised land… V...
We walked back to the car with her head on my shoulder and drove back to the apartment building. We took the elevator (why couldn't we have lived in a 40 story high-rise instead of the second floor of a three-story building!) to our floor and went to my apartment. Once my door was closed and locked, the clothes began coming off! Rose and I scampered back to the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes like Hansel and Gretel le...
Flick (Felicity) Caterham was standing when I entered her inner sanctum. My agent was, quite frankly, one of the best, and, largely thanks to her, my career had flourished. I was well off, in demand and happy, despite a long yearning to find a lifetime partner. My friend, Marilyn Foster, had told me that lifetime relationships were for the dull or the unimaginative or those who left their libido in a left luggage offic...
In the winter of 2019 my best friend, RaeAnn decided to get her nipples pierced, a significant event for the girl who had the biggest tits in our high school class. She asked me to go with her. So we set out for the piercing parlor, Raul's Of Salem, up Route 28 past Rockingham Park just over the Massachusetts line. We talked to several very pleasant artists, any one of whom could have been Raul himself. She decided to go...
The hinges holding their hideout’s door rattled as it flew open and rebounded. She stormed in, threw down two black gym bags filled with cash and kept it moving. “Ginger. Ginger!” her partner strolling behind with three more bags exclaimed. “What! What is it Mac?” “Talk to me. Come on,” Mac carried his bags to a chipped edge wooden table and rested them on the laminated surface. “What is there to talk about Mac?” she spun...
Naea looks around herself urgently for a second time in less than half a minute. The mountain forest on either side of the pathway seems clear of immediate threat. She digs into the dead man’s waist pouch again, drawing out the dark pebble-like device she has already felt inside it with a thrill in her heart. She knows what it is, another relic from the old world. She can hazard an educated guess that this hard drive belo...
“TITS!” declaimed Cunts, baring her own. Nor was Cunts wearing her auto-dildo today – “presumably because she doesn’t need it to suck tit!” whispered Claire to Alison as they resumed their normal stations in “the Money Lab”. Monday morning marked the beginning of a new topic in Professor Cunts’ morning sessions: Female Oral – “kissing, tit-sucking, cunt-eating, and rimming,” explained the Professor. “The latter term, to...
