Domination is what I craveTo be the one that servesTo be the one that has to be braveWhen you give, what I deserve I love it all, the hurt, the painIt will never be my downfallI could never fake nor even feignAnd I cum, inside, when your hand falls I bend for you, folding in twoMy ankles and hands are cuffedMy bum stings with a pleasurable OooAs I take the smooth with the rough We walk the streets, out and about Underneat...

The charity event my wife runs started about two months ago. It’s not a normal charity event. My wife, Maggie, and her few friends; there’s about five of them that are real close, occasionally get together for a night out. One night, they all arrived back at our place and Maggie announced, out of the blue I may add, that one of them was going to have sex with me for charity. They had worked it all out; they all put around...

The final chapter of this Threesome Fun story line - If you're new to this story, please read Kelly's story first then Martin's story. We rested for a while. I slipped out of Kelly’s sexy underwear and placed it on the dressing table chair. I was reluctant to remove the stockings so I kept them on. Both Richard and I were sated after the last session that we had and it was Kelly that started to spice things up. Kelly reac...

“There’s a package for you on the dining table,” shouted Tina. I was upstairs checking my emails on the computer. I finished what I needed to do and rushed down to get the package. Tina was in the lounge watching TV as usual. She seemed to spend a lot of time watching TV these days. I picked up the package. “What’s on?” I asked. “X-Factor,” she replied without looking up at me. “We’re going out,” I said, firmly. “Really,”...

This is the second installment and follows on from "Threesome Fun - Kelly's story." Kelly took me to the bedroom and opened her wardrobe for me to look inside. There were numerous outfits. I pulled them from the rack one at a time and held them up against her. I imagined how she would look in them. “Come on hurry up, I’m dying for this,” said Kelly. She picked out the outfit that I should wear and laid it on the bed. Kell...

I was half asleep when the bedroom door opened. I quickly looked around and saw a young woman standing in the doorway. I struggled to focus as she walked towards me. “What…” I stammered. “I’m Melissa,” she started, “Tiffany’s friend. I stayed over last night, slept in the spare room next door.” Tiffany was our daughter and obviously Melissa and her had been out for the night. “Right,” I replied, “and what are you doing in...

At first Kerry and Robert were fairly unambivalent about meeting with me. Men were fairly easy to get hold of on the swinger’s website. What they were looking for was the elusive single female, or other couples. We chatted a few times through the website, sending messages to and fro. They excited me a lot, and I knew they would not be disappointed should they ever decide to meet up with me. However, I was fairly lucky, in...

The front door opened and Mike peered round the door frame. “Where’s Emily, where’s my daughter?” shouted Jan, as she shoved past Mike and headed for the lounge. Mike never had a chance to stop her as he was pushed to one side. Jan was through the door and immediately clasped eyes on Emily on all fours, raising her head from Maggie’s pussy as both women heard the commotion in the hall. “Mother,” Emily cried as she turned...

It had been a long day. A tiresome and exhausted Melissa had arrived home from her nine to five job as a social services manager. Her day normally involved organising; organising people, places and clients. That’s what they called them these days, clients. The last thing she wanted to do when she got home was organise dinner, her husband and the evening’s entertainment. That’s where the ready meals came in handy. Melissa...

Please read the first part of this story to understand why Jill was returning home. Outside the hotel I got into ataxi and flopped on the back seat. In a sense I was glad to be hidden from all the people that watched me, but I was also sad to leave. I felt there was so much more of myself to give in that hotel room, so much more to experience. I zoned out in the taxi, I was day-dreaming and thinking about how obedient I h...

So here I was, I had arranged to meet someone at the hotel while my husband actively encouraged it. Well, it wasn’t so much that I had arranged it, my husband had. I was encouraged to meet this guy called Richard. We had exchanged emails a few times from an erotic story site that I frequent and I was seduced by his manner. He talked about what he would do with me, how he would fuck me and how he would make me do things be...

It was the kind of party that I had never been to. You could have said that I was naïve when I accepted the invitation but then there was no real need to be otherwise. After leaving the party I was more than curious about everyone else that was there. I was on a high. I was invited by a friend from work. I would know only her at the party and would be reliant on a stunted conversation with her until I got to know other pe...

I can’t describe it as a chance meeting as we met on the internet, through a swingers website. Joyce’s profile was interesting, she was honest and lived in a different country. Joyce was bi-sexual but her husband was as straight as they come despite her efforts to get him to join in with her sexual exploits. She was, it has to be said, desperate to see him with a man. That’s when she hatched this plan with me. I had to go...

I met Richard one evening for drinks. It was a ‘let’s see how we get on evening’, after all I couldn’t just fuck anyone, and while his profile on the website looked dishy, it didn’t tell me everything I needed to know. Richard wasn’t cheap either. The price tag on his body was £2000 per night. For a male prostitute I found that a bit steep. It seemed extortionate but I was desperate and I needed some well earned cock in t...

The night was getting on, and Bridgitte’s family didn’t look like they would leave the hotel anytime soon. Steve and I were left drinking by the bar when Bridgitte slid up to me and whispered in my ear. I smiled at her, as I usually do when she makes suggestions like that. She squeezed my bum as she left to go back to her family. I whispered in Steve’s ear. Steve was Bridgitte’s husband and a bit of a naughty boy at the b...