The crowd was thick and it was still early, but we managed to grab one of the last open tables. I nodded to a few familiar faces while my husband set up our cooler. The theme tonight was inconsequential; unless it was Halloween the outfits generally remained the same. Short, tight and revealing. I’m not
Note: Hi all, this is my first ever erotic story, please, let me know what you think!Alex’s hands felt clammy and were slightly trembling as he reached for the doorbell, he knew that once he pressed that button he would be hers for the next two hours.Faintly hearing the doorbell chime from within his heart
*Everyone in this story is above the age of 18*You grab my hand and lead me into a meeting room. No windows, one door to a private bathroom, and a glass table with five chairs surrounding it. You close the door and tell me to take a seat. I know something strange was going on
As I neared her pussy I stuck out my tongue like I was trying to catch a snowflake and a pearl of moisture oozed out onto it. I hadn’t even touched it yet. I’d just spent the last hour tying her up and teasing her, alternately licking and sucking her nipples then kissing up and
My ex (Candice) is 5’4″ about 125lbs perky 34b and has never had any kids. I’m 6′ 185lbs and 6″ cock.I guess it all started when we would talk out fantasies while reading old copies of Penthouse Variations to each other or watching adult films (more commonly known as Porn). Those times always ended in
‘OMG!’ (Oh, My God) I thought to myself. ‘How did I get myself into this mess? A giant cock in my mouth and my ass is on fire.’Well, to be honest, I was in this mess because it’s what I wanted. For, you see, I am a middle-aged kinky guy who loves bondage games. And
It seemed like a normal Saturday. She was stood at the island in the middle of the kitchen preparing a light snack. The sound of her chopping covered up the sound of his steps as he walked in behind her.”Hey love, what are you making?” His voice startled her and interrupted her chopping. He wrapped
The Kiss – Chapter Five”So, spanking and being tied? That’s basically the BDSM introductory course. Good job I’m a qualified instructor.””Oh, Emily…! Wait, you’re not are you…?””Don’t be silly, hun. Of course I’m not. It’s really hard to get that accreditation. And he annual fees are brutal, talk about a harsh punishment.”Both girls dissolved in
*********This takes place in the same world as The Marching Bands Punishment at St. Jude’s College where students are milked three times a semester and can be sent to the dreaded “punishment room” to experience sexually charged punishment************Dr. Terrence continued lecturing in the punishment room. All around him he could hear his ten person freshman
Everything written below is based on real events. If you’ve read Part 1, that’s what really happened. This story has the alternate ending that my submissive mind wished for.Names changed for obvious reasons..”Blue Balls or a Ruined Orgasm?””What?””I asked if you wanted me to give you blue balls today, or should I spoil your orgasm
Daisy couldn’t believe it.She thought Andrews– no, was sure Andrews was a sub through and through by the shy expression he always had when speaking in front of her class. And yet here he was, dominating her in his office late at night through his assertive touches and rough kisses against her lips and collarbones.
Guys here’s the next episode of the Judicial Punishment Lottery series. I’d just like to take this opportunity to give another shout out to fellow Lit-author Avicia, who helped a lot with this tale. If you’ve not read her stories, then I thoroughly recommend that you check them out. Also, while I’m at it, I’d
The door unlocked with a click. I shivered as they strode in, my husband stepping over my naked body, kneeling in wait.My mistress’s black heels and white polished toenails flooded my vision, and I kissed each foot tenderly as I knew she expected.She let me unstrap her heels and drew my face up with one
She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top – now extinguished – or something else, but it held a siren call for her.When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation
We.We are a couple, we spend time together, we hang out. We don’t live together, we enjoy weekends, overnight stays, evenings or just a couple of hours together. Our relationship ebbs and flows, we may see each other a lot in a short interval or we may not manage to meet for a while.Ours is
Chapter Ten♠The ReminiscentMason watched his girlfriend from a low seat beside the window as she gazed at herself in the small mirror above her fridge, pulling tufts of jet black hair back in her little ringed fingers. He had originally demanded her to live alone at college–no roommates–and she followed through. No one would take
Author’s note: The following story takes place in a cemetery. If this is sensitive or offensive topic for you, I suggest finding a different story to read. Otherwise, enjoy!It was late in the afternoon when they arrived at the cemetery. The headstones glowed in the western sun, stone crosses and angels throwing shadows across the
5They have been walking in complete silence for about half an hour. In the beginning the man had to shorten the leash and keep the girl closer behind him, so that the rope did not get tangled in all the branches and shrubbery. Once the forest cleared and they reached a path, he increased the
Before I know it, I hear another set of footsteps coming up the stairs. ‘Is this someone just looking for the bathroom? Or is it someone else to use my holes? Shit…what am I getting into? How many guests does he have planned for me?’ My thoughts are interrupted by another knock at the bedroom
“I still love Conner, but I love him for what he is, not who he is, know what I mean?” Siobhan tried to explain. “But he has become a means to an end for me and I suspect I have become the same thing for him.””Don’t get me wrong, I like having my own slut.