BDSM stories

It was the worst day of her life – and it wasn’t over yet. As Nancy walked home from the school bus stop, slowly, very slowly, she thought about the terrible things that had happened that day, and what was yet to come.The day began uneventfully. Out of bed, shower, breakfast, and off to school.

A sudden knock at my apartment door snapped me out of my Twitter scrolling trance. Butterflies filled my stomach as I rose from my seat at the kitchen table and placed my phone down carefully with a lightly trembling hand. My green one-piece dress swished over my bare feet as I swiftly made my way

Simon Says: This is a three chapter story with no immediate plans for expanding it. Be forewarned, there is a little bit of male/ male oral stuff in here, but it plays a very tiny role in the overall story. You can skip it and know what generally happens when the time comes.Note, this is

Me – 29, white • Bull’s slut/my wife – 29, black and mexican, thicc, 5’4″, gorgeous face, big, brown doe-eyes, with luscious curly jet black locks, yes the carpet matches the drapes, big, supple lips, tight, wet pussy, big, natural but tight ass and tits, toned, sinewy back and thicc thighsI’m already freaking out and

“Are you sure that you could handle it?””I told you, I’m sure. I want it. I want to watch.”Michelle and Shane had been discussing sexual fantasies. After twelve years of marriage there wasn’t much they hadn’t explored with each other. When she admitted her fantasy of watching her husband fuck another woman, the erotic possibilities

Early in the morning, before the sun peaked above the horizon, I woke to a large, warm hand caressing my hip, leaving a trail of goosebumps on my skin. Fingertips dragged slowly up my side, over the curve of my waist, and found the flesh of my left breast.”Mmm,” I purred, stirring from sleep.His mouth