I’ve appreciated the comments and emails I’ve recieved so far….being a still-new writer I enjoy the compliments and get some help from the suggestions, so please keep them coming.”Damn it, you are not going out of the house dressed like that!”Later, Paul would have to say that there was no real reason for him blowing
It all started so simply. I’ve had an on and off interest in S&M and femdom dynamics that goes back to my youth. I won’t bother trying to psychoanalyze why, it’s always been with me. I’m older now and have had many experiences with professional dommes. In my youth I was lucky enough to have
(This is a two part story. This story is from the slave’s perspective. The other part of the story is from the mistress’s perspective. It is Training Slve Silk, Ch 5, by norma jeanne. It is probably best to read Training Slave Silk first and this second, however if you prefer you can read this
Dixie meets buck and his owner, its the diary of a 9yr old girl so spelling and grammer are on purpose this written like a 9year old wrote it, so spelling and grammar is on purpose.I was in behind my house n the woods picking berries in a small patch hidden. and i had a
Continuing the night, and finding each other… Part 4 of the story, continued, from, well duh, parts 1, 2, and 3! I lay there quietly for some time, Jacky next to me, her breath competing with the volume from the tv that I was just now realizing was still playing. My breath came in pants
Never in a million years did it cross Sara’s mind that anything like this would have happened today. She was a normal, middle-class woman in a very normal neighbourhood where nothing interesting ever happened, and everyone liked it that way. There was always gossip to be had about who had done what, and who might
Thankfully she sank into her seat, almost immediately closing her eyes, blocking out the vision of the train, the few passengers; a mother and small son, one or two generic business men, the punk, and some teenage kids. She normally took an earlier train, always packed with the after-work commuters. But tonight she had had
The nightmare started with the first batch of intra-office mail that fateful day. It was a drizzly Monday morning and I almost got into a head on collision with a tractor-trailer on my way to the office. As soon as I parked my car into the lot and got out, I stepped right into a
Inspired in part and helped along by Julia Rivers Writes, editing help from Amber Embers. Any remaining errors are my own. All characters are over 18, yadda yadda. Usual disclaimers and caveats apply.Please do leave a constructive comment if you see continuity errors, especially. Phil Landerer helped me a lot by pointing out how my
Chapter 3- Fire StoneI was awaken by the sounds of chirping Pidgeys. My rejuvenated eyes were met with the morning sun, upon opening them. I looked around to find Rita still resting peacefully next to me. My now flaccid penis was still exposed from last nights events. I cleaned my self off and fixed my
Summer was drawing to a close and soon Billy would be heading off to college. He was going to miss the familiar surroundings of his hometown. He was also going to miss his friends, most of who were not going on to college. As for those who were, most were going to nearby State College
Note: This story deals with males on males, if this does not suit your fancy, stop reading. My parents were out for the month, it was summer. I was bored at home, there’s not much at the age of 18 that you can do at home during the summer. I thought to go to Oceansplash
This is a true story. I am a male who is the object of female dominanceI am a single male, and have been without a partner for some time. About a year after covid I found an exclusive group that caters to sexual frustration within legal limits.This is an explanation of what happened early onMy
My fingers move to my nipples as your tongue persistently presses against my clit. “Ohhh god please…” the words are hardly audible as ecstasy runs through me.”Sylvia I have to have you, please just let me fuck you.” I stretch out beneath you, gasping as I feel your hand splay across my abdomen. I pull
“We will be back,” said her father as he left on the inflatable boat with her brother to get to land. Between the rain that got into the engine and the leak that killed the radio, it was not a good day for Scarlett. She didn’t want to come on this trip on her dad’s
As usual, you should probably read the stories in this series, The First Day, in order. I’ll try to make this one make sense, regardless of how you read it.As I approached the master bathroom door, I could see that it wasn’t closed, just pushed to the jamb. I could see thru the small opening
This job keeps you coming to this stinking airport. But at least you know I have a room waiting for us.Tonight you’re in the bar drinking your g&t’s. You’re in a suit as usual, but your blouse is straining against your tits. You’ve worn the cutout bra this trip. It wasn’t a problem today, because
I am a closest bisexual man, that likes to experiment from time to time and one encounter that i would not mind happening is a rape story. this is how i would like things to play out. I am a 200 lb white guy a little hairy with a cute ass and 6 inch dick.
Im a 22 year old guy who just like most other guys is always eyeing up loads of women. Since the age of 16 I have had many sexual encounters with girls and for the last 20 of them I have started keeping a momento afterwards to remind me of the great fun we had.
This is not a story! I have been requested, on numerous occasions, to produce a chronological list of my written accounts so that readers can follow them roughly in the sequence they occurred. A male friend has kindly produced this definitive order along with a description of each of my true life stories.I hope it