As I read through after typing this out I realized that I am a massive slut. Yes, I have been very sore after the experience but I greatly enjoyed it and being my slutty self. Please be nice in the comments. 🙂 I had only been 18 for two days couldn’t wait any longer to
My wife died about 15 years ago, leaving me a 41-year-old man with a sizeable insurance settlement and a 12-year-old daughter. The money was enough for me to be comfortable, and for work to be an option, not a necessity.Jenny was a childhood friend of my daughters. As they grew up, Jenny grew to be
It was Friday night, I lay in a bed on my belly, face down in a pillow, I was totally nude, my penis was stiff and pressed against the sheets and rubbed coarsely by them when I could, and its tortured head’s slit was drooling precum from arousal and foreplay without payoff (so far?) and
I wrestled between BDSM or erotic horror for this story, but in the end decided the relationship between the two main character’s was more BDSM-y.Tess O’Meter — Amber.-XI followed the path through the darkness of the woods. The trees creating shifting shadows as the moonlight broke through, but the path was dark. I kept the
I am my wife’s or more accurately now, my Mistress’s bondage slave. She has locked my hands in steel manacles, my bare feet in steel ankle shackles, locked me in a steel slave collar, and then locked me in a chastity cage making me truly her bondage slave.I was told in no uncertain terms, that