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Being DippedLife can be pretty sweet. Look at me, sitting here in the prime of mylife on a Friday evening watching a movie on my super huge tv with mybeautiful girlfriend by my side. Hell, I don't even like the stupidmovie, but nothing is gonna get me out of this terrific mood."Hey Loverboy, I got a secret sumthin'- sumthin' today from one of myspecial friends," my girl teases in a sing-song way. Cammie and I havebeen pretty close these past few months, and I'm starting to really seeus as a...
Wal=mart was not very busy on this mid-june evening.mom told us she wouldn't be long so just wait in the van. Beau had just bought a porno book from a corner news stand. so we had our entertainment. I bought the current Victoria's secret catalog. A larger van pulled in next to us and an arguing couple slammed out of the front yelling instructions back into the dark tinted cubicle area. They didn't walk to the big store, they went to a small one on the mall. Beau nudged me to look thru the only...
EroticI have an admission to make before I go any further here. I have watched a show on the Oprah Winfrey Network. Yes I did. My better half was watching a show on there one night and told me enough about it to pique my curiosity. So I asked her to DVR it so I could watch it when I had an hour to spare. The show was "Our America with Lisa Ling" and that specific episode was about kinky sex. I wasn't thoroughly entertained or informed; the internet has jaded me I guess. One segment though focused...
My mother is really hot and mature. I started looking at her in that angle when I heard a bunch of guys in a mall secretly talking about her. They were not able to move their eyes of my mother. Then I realised the beauty of her. She is of above average height. She has very less belly fat as she does all her household and the garden work for herself. The diet she takes and the household activities she does made her really sexy in building up her body well.I completed my 12th and am free for like...
Tied by Unknown Marta led me to the cedar chest at the foot of the bed. She didn't have to order me to kneel, just the pressure of her hands on my shoulders was enough to cause me to slowly drop onto my knee's. I watched her tie a cord to the hasp where a large padlock hung, then she quickly ran the cord through the hole in the end of the cock-gag that protruded from my stretched lips. I could feel the straps pulling at the back of my head as she tightened the cord. ...
The Girl Scout – 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced A new fear overcame Lisa. What , what would happen to her at Lamont’s? Where are you going to take me Sir. What are you going to do, Sir. I gonna fuck your cherry asshole. Dad says he saved your shit hole fo me. U gonna get my 14 inch cock up yo butt. Lisa’s knees buckled. Maybe she would be better dead. Lisa would have collapsed but Lamont still held her up. Wat u crying abouts, wese...
She didn’t normally sleep on her stomach but she felt extremely cosy and deliciously comfy and completely disinclined to move.It was only when she felt his tongue licking the cheek of her bottom and she tried to wriggle away from him that she realised that she was tied – gently but very securely – spreadeagled on the bed.Her legs were spread apart.She imagined that her ankles had been tied to the legs of the bed.She could see that her wrists were tied to the iron bedhead.He knelt up and smacked...
‘This is the strangest feeling’, Robin thought, ‘it’s almost as if I was being fucked hard in my sleep!’ As she slowly awoke, Robin realized that she was not dreaming. She really was being fucked, and she was surprised and glad that nothing seemed to hurt. She could feel the coating of gel still covering all of her tattoos, and realized that they must have applied another coating, and when she did not wince or ... well, wake up, decided that she was ok to be used. Again. She tried to lift...
Debbie slowly turned away from Marion, and reached over to where her husband was still laying on the bed. She reached up and untied the rope from his handcuffs and pulled it free. She then reached down to the cuffs holding his ankles together, and freed them, too. "OK, pussy boy" she said to her husband. "Get up and make room for the Bitch." Bill then rolled over and stood up beside the bed. Debbie then told Ron to rotate his body 90 degrees, so that his head was still facing down, but...
It had been weeks since my husband, Derek and I had really seen each other, him being so busy with work and with me finishing up a summer class. We had recently gotten into a heated debate which ended in a stupid fight. I was giving him the ultimate silent treatment by freezing him out, but it backfired, instead of him chasing after me, he simply ignored my slight attempts to make up. I secretly wanted him to apologize for some hurtful things he had said, and craved his attention. I missed his...
She had wondered what it would be like to be tied up. To be completely at his command and not be able to get away if she did not thoroughly enjoy it. She was the queen of the tapout, despite how much she loved sex. She would push men away who could not excite her with their oral skills. Many would get pushed away who would rub her raw with their fingers. Most seemed not to mind her love of being taken hard from behind, and she had to admit that made her wet more often than not. In her bed,...
Twenty-three year old Callie Monahan was enjoying the warmth of a spring day in the 70’s. Callie was blonde, blue eyed, beautiful, slutty and seldom wore a bra, preferring the looks her breasts received from the men she passed by while walking or running in Central Park. A former high school cheerleader, she was more than aware of her good looks and used them to her advantage. She had always dated whichever boy was the current season’s sports star and was not above popping open an extra...
This is a true story about my ex-wife and happened in the late 80s. At the time she was 26 or 27, 5’3” 120 lbs, auburn hair and big brown eyes. Picture Jennifer Jason Leigh from “Fast Times at Ridgemont High”. I was my wife’s first real boyfriend. We met when she was 18 and I was 19. She was a senior in High School from another town and I was just out of school. I was her first and to the best of my knowledge, her only until after we split up. When we were married we had a big brass bed and...
This is a true story about my ex-wife and happened in the late 80s. At the time she was 26 or 27, 5’3” 120 lbs, auburn hair and big brown eyes. Picture Jennifer Jason Leigh from “Fast Times at Ridgemont High”. I was my wife’s first real boyfriend. We met when she was 18 and I was 19. She was a senior in High School from another town and I was just out of school. I was her first and to the best of my knowledge, her only until after we split up.When we were married we had a big brass bed...
My first story attempt. Let me know what you think.He had watched her come and go on her daily jog. He had been infatuated with her since she had moved in across the hallway. He remembered the day vividly as it wasn't every day that a goddess moved into the building. It was her laugh and smile that first caught his attention. She had a smile that seemed to illuminate the whole world around her and beautiful full lips. She was carrying several boxes to her apartment when he had gotten home...
As you open the front door, you smell scented candles and my perfume. As you step through the doorway, the rose petals scattered on the floor leading to your room tell you that I have something romantic planned for us tonight. Your heart beats faster at the prospect of having a romantic dinner with your sweet, innocent girlfriend… Little did you know… You followed the rose petals to your room and open the door. The lights are off, and candles are all that’s illuminating the room. You see me,...
EroticI was dating an older guy who my parents didn't know about. He made me feel special and he did things to my body that were electrifying. Even now, I think he had one of the largest cocks I've ever seen. Not much when soft but once aroused, he must have been eight or nine inches long and so thick..... He was a mechanic and used to drive a sporty BMW, convertible. We drove out to a place called Callandar and on a hill out of the village he parked the car. There were aa few paths leading from the...
Fetish____________________________________________________ Do you remember the first time that you tied me up? We were hanging out in your apartment on High St when I introduced you to the idea. As Sunday night football played on full blast and we reclined on the couch, I began to leisurely trace my fingers along your waistband. I lazily drew circles on your hips and slowly wandered to the edge of the outline of your cock, which strained against your jeans. Lightly, I caressed your cock and you...
Audrey Horwell was a successful fitness instructor. She had it all. Owning her own business, she had begun with one women’s only fitness club, and over ten years expanded to two women’s only and one co-ed facility that also handled injury rehabilitation. Audrey’s ice blue eyes and iron discipline had made her goals not only possibilities but realities. Her body was not only her pride and joy but also her biggest advertisement. At thirty-six, her 42DD defied gravity, although she had to keep...
InterracialAudrey Horwell was a successful fitness instructor. She had it all. Owning her own business, she had begun with one women’s only fitness club, and over ten years expanded to two women’s only and one co-ed facility that also handled injury rehabilitation. Audrey’s ice blue eyes and iron discipline had made her goals not only possibilities, but realities. Her body was not only her pride and joy, but also her biggest advertisement. At thirty six, her 42DD defied gravity, although she had to keep...
BisexualI am tied, naked, blindfolded, and spreadeagled on your bed, my pale skin contrasting with the dark denim comforter as I listen to the soft slide of fabric against skin as you undress. The soft thud heralds the loss of your jeans and I lick my lips, wishing I hadn’t thought of the blindfold, I want to see you. From your vantage point you can see the dampness clinging to the bush partially concealing my pussy, my clit pouts out at you. You kick your pants to one side a pick up the long feather...
ReGenesis, Inc.: A Loose End Tied By Bill Hart As one of her many household chores, Becky was vacuuming the living room when her mother arrived home from work. She didn't enjoy doing it, but keeping the house clean was one of her responsibilities. On the other hand, she knew her mother, who generally worked the morning shift at the diner, appreciated her helping out. Even with getting up at 3am every workday morning, Phyllis was more or less satisfied with her working arrangements,...
i will make this quick , and excuse the grammer ect, Ive had a few beers that is why i will tell the story.Met a girl from high school we are both in our 40s now . I liked her then ,but we met and hooked up 25 years later. She was allways know as a good girl. Very religous familiy, super goody two shoes. Well after dating and not being interested at all. She tells me outside a bar I got her drunk in. "do you want to fuck? I take her home sex was terrible real uptight. one year goes by. I have...
Several weeks ago we hiked in the park and over the past week we invited Huda’s hubby over for snacks while she worked, He told of her randy ways and that her feels there marriage has barely scratched the surface of her wild desires. I has met many of her friends and they tell of her explorations but then he tells we have struck a nerve , she came home relaxed and wild for a change riding him to the wee hours of the morning. We show him one of our guide forms and he looks and tells this...
I am tied, naked, blindfolded, and spreadeagled on your bed, my pale skin contrasting with the dark denim comforter as I listen to the soft slide of fabric against skin as you undress. The soft thud heralds the loss of your jeans and I lick my lips, wishing I hadn't thought of the blindfold, I want to see you. From your vantage point you can see the dampness clinging to the bush partially concealing my pussy, my clit pouts out at you. You kick your pants to one side a pick up the long feather...
AnalI walked into the house. It was immaculate as I knew it would be. I looked for my wife and couldn’t find her. There was no noise or sound in the house. I walked to the kitchen. There I found a single red rose. I smiled. My wife had a surprise for me. She always left a rose to signal I was to bring it to our room, our special place.I didn’t hurry. I’d had a long day at work as we were planning my company IPO. I was already worth a lot of money, but going public would make me filthy rich. My wife...
BDSMPANTIED - four days for a life change, by - Nicci Knox Chapter I Saturday, Early - an enforced transformation. I awoke to the vision of my wife undertaking some strange task that involved bending and stretching, and what a vision! The early morning sun, streaming in through the netted windows, caught the auburn cascade of her hair, echoing the glitter as it touched the splendid red profusion of her pubic bush and the pink freshness of her somewhat freckled body. Her firm high...
Diapered and Pantied By Cissie Guy The taxi ride back home was long and mostly silent. Phil and Cindy sat in the back seat while his mom sat up front with the cab driver. Phil kept his eyes focused on his bare knees, not wanting to look up. Cindy watched Phil intently as she sat next to him. Her grin never fading as she runs a hand up Phil's legs. "Smooth" was all she said, as her grin got even bigger. Occasionally, his mom would turn around and stare at her 15 year old son, now...
"Well now, said Hoke, "Are you girls serious with your games?" "What kind of games?" I said. "The tie me up, tie me down, kind for openers," he said. "Or maybe you'd like a little spanking?" "We're not into serious pain," Julie said. "Nothing serious," he said reassuringly. "Let's use Yellow as the code word to stop anything before it goes to far, okay?" "Yellow it is," I said. "Yeah, yellow," Julie chimed in. Shimmying out of her robe and palming her pussy in...
Chapter 1 "Do you need any help with dinner?" Marybeth asked as she came in from her daily 6-mile run. Her short hair and five-foot-nine-inch, fit and shapely body covered in a sheen of sweat. The words caught Bob by surprise - not just because Marybeth never offered to help in the kitchen, but because they were the first civil words that had been spoken in their house in the last 4 days since Marybeth had confronted him and accused him of cheating on her. He'd denied the...
I was always named the tounge tister at my high school by all of the girls i dated. i was 17 with a 5 inch long penis and a tounge that was like gold. My current girlfriend didnt like me licking her pussy much witch i didnt get much. but she did give my hardons like hell.but one day she had some different ideas.She said we needed to talk and i was up for it. so we met at her house when her parents werent home yet,and she came out with nothing but her skin on. she said she wanted to feel my...
Charles was hard at work trying to formulate a plan to change the mind of Allie's father the emperor. The only problem was that damn law, there had to be a way to get around it. Sighing Charles thought there was also the problem of what else he'd found out about, he was about to tell Alatem when his body out of sync with time had tried to kill him. He looked over at the red haired beauty he thought that she would be more immune to the effect by now but then again she was pregnant no telling...
The chairs were easy. Tony had them done by Saturday. He could strip pieces for his customers and enjoy the work, but stripping something for Jodi was a major turn on. His cock stayed hard the whole time he was working on the chairs. His mind painted pictures of Jodi and her lover doing every imaginable kind of sexual act. Images of his own lovemaking with her were superimposed into the scenes now flooding his brain. He could hear her scream, “Don’t you dare cum, and I mean...
It was 6 p.m. thursday night and Andrew and Arielle where just finishing up there daily chores around the Farm and they were both sweating profusely due to their constant work on the farm and it being late May in south Louisiana. Arielle who is a brunette with long dark brown hair and hazel eyes 34DD , her ass was the perfect build right in between flat and bubble like, arms, legs, and stomach would make you think that she's a pro runner for the Olympics all this while still being only 5 feet...
IncestThursday The food court in the building I work in isn’t very busy. It’s a beautiful summer day, and most people are outside enjoying the sunshine. I ordered the Chicken Teriyaki special, when my order is ready, I reached for my wallet. I had left my wallet in my suit jacket. “Shit,” I mutter under my breath. M was behind me, next in line to pay at the cash registered. She could see I had forgotten my wallet by my reaction. She gently bumps my back with her shoulder. I turn around and look...
Fetish"Kneel down and unzip my fly," Glenn said in a hoarse voice. Her green eyes widened with shock. She couldn't have been more than twenty-one or two, and they'd met just twenty minutes before, but it wasn't her age that bothered Glenn. What he really craved was a lush, blonde like his on beautifully curved daughter, Becky. Glenn quickly tried to push that thought aside as too dangerous. But it clung fiercely like a burning obsession. "Go ahead," Glenn said harshly to the...
I come home early and find you sitting in bed with my shirt and tie on. The shirt barely covers your pubic hair and you look so sexy sitting there. Your legs are a warm invite to kiss… I drop my briefcase and walk to the side of the bed you are on. There is plenty of light in the room, the curtains are open and you can see into the back… I turn on some music and your eyes are burning deeply into me. I am so conscious of you watching me, I had to turn my back… I take off my jacket, tie, and...
Posing Ties Your hands are above you as you pose for me. It’s a difficult one to hold, but after me complementing you on it you were insistent that be one of the poses I draw you in. As fine as your form is, I am caught between trying to hurry so as to relieve the strain on your arms and taking my time so as to do justice to your looks with my poor talent. We only just started about fifteen minutes earlier, and already your arms and hands quiver a bit with the strain. You look so good,...
BDSM‘Hey babe, be home soon can’t wait to see you’ it was from Tori, and then something in me exploded, I instantly got hard thinking about what I could do to her today. I raced into the bedroom and grabbed the flower petals I was saving and sprinkled them all across the floor in a kind of, follow the path, to the bathroom. I placed a not on the door…. Tori arrived to a note on the door, she read it “ Follow the rose petals to your destination”. she walked in and started shedding her clothes,...
I bolted up the stairs of my apartment complex in the center of the gay neighborhood with the package in my hand. I had ordered some new underwear from ‘Oboy’ and I couldn’t wait to get my cock and ass into it! Saying the package is underwear doesn’t do the gear justice! I had ordered a Wildmilk love flier brief is red and yellow! They call it a brief but this gear is a bikini at heart. I fumbled with the keys to the door with one hand and started pulling my clothes off with the other . ...
I looked at my reflection in the mirror for the fifteenth time, checking my hair and mascara. I was obsessed with my appearance for the first time in probably ever. Granted today was no regular day, at least that's what I had been telling myself so I wouldn't feel like the enamored nineteen year old I was. I never spent this much time getting ready for some guy. He wasn't just some guy though. He was older. Not by much but his position made him seem older. He was my poetry professor, one twenty...
Taboo“Let’s get this straight, Lucy,” Tom said as he closed and locked the door behind him. “You ARE going to do this!”“And I told you I am NOT, you sick, perverted bastard!”Tom’s hand flew out and grabbed the nightdress of the girl and pulled her roughly to him. She struggled but he was far too strong for her and , although she twisted her head, she couldn’t stop his rough, unshaven face pressing against her young, smooth cheek as he kissed her. She struggled but he had too firm a grip on the...
There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood. Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun... I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the...
There's nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood. Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town, musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop, what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun... I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met me at the...
The house was old, damp, and dark. I stumbled through it, bleary eyed and desperate for the toilet, fumbling along the walls for a door handle. I'd long lost the party but, insulated by the warmth of my liquid dinner, I didn't really feel like I cared. My hand eventually closed on a door handle and I pushed it open to be greeted with the oddest sight I could possibly imagine. A figure, clad in the most bizarre fetishistic outfit conceivable, stood hunched in the corner. It jumped as I...
Family Ties By LancerI had had one of those weeks where all you want is a couple of days of peaceful tranquility to regroup. But when I opened the kitchen door that Friday evening I realized that my dear wife had something else far more interesting in mind. She stood by the kitchen sink wearing a semi transparent beach cover up over that damn black micro bikini that...
The old saying goes that “Lightning never strikes twice in the same place.” I’m not sure how scientific or even true by practical experience that may be but I for one know for certain that in matters of the heart… It’s not true. I’ve for the most part led a very fortunate and blessed life. I grew up in a warm and loving home surrounded by family that both kept me humble and taught me the value of kindness and sincerity. I have made very dear and lasting friendships with...
* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim-Ch.07-Barbra’s Wish By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer every day. I reached...
* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.09: The Heart Has No Conscience Or: The Guilty Heart By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is...
BEING GAMMA PROLOGE: This is a work of fiction, describing a 'what if' world if after the Persians sacked and destroyed Athens following the battle of Thermopylae in 480 BC or BCE, if you prefer. The USA is not really all that different of a place, but there are some noticeable differences if Athens had never been rebuilt and Athenian philosophy had never materialized. This is not a war story, rather a social examination of a 'what if' society. ------------------- Randi Thomas...
SRU: State of Being by Rugal High school sophomore Sam sees himself as a nobody. Sure he's got his best friend but nobody else really seems to pay him much mind and even his former bully's stopped paying attention to him. After being stood up by the girl he likes Sam's feeling like even more of a zero but the old proprietor of a certain mystical store may have just the thing Sam needs. * * * * * * I grumbled in frustration, kicking at an errant can that lay on the sidewalk. A...
I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...
Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to...
37 year old Nina was now reconciled to the knowledge that she had told her 17 year old daughter Emily that she still got spanked, and knew Emily was going to watch the next time. Nina tried her best to be well behaved so maybe she won’t get spanked before Emily left to go back to her father, and for five days Nina was successful. Then her Mum asked her to wash the plates up after dinner. Nina had had a particularly difficult day at the office and just wanted to flop at home. She was lying on...
SpankingBeing myself with Marian By Jessie I have a short little story to share about an event in my life. It happened when I was only sixteen. I'd always been fascinated with the way women dress. When I was a kid I'd tried dressing up in my mothers clothes until I was caught one day. My mother made me feel so bad about myself that I swore I'd never do it again. She really made me feel like I was the sickest creature alive, when all I was doing was experimenting. I hated her for the...
Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from...