That evening, Emma had moved from panic to fearful to absolute panic. She did everything she could think of to relax. She was currently pacing in her apartment with a glass of wine. She never drank this early but desperate times and all that. Her mind was a whirlwind of what if! What would Hannah Carver do? Who would she talk to? And where the hell was Mistress? Fuck that - Julee? Not worried about sex or being prepared f...

The text was simple and left no room for confusion: Thursday 12 noon. Both of you, extra pay Before her mom could protest or object, Emily had cheerfully responded to Davenport. (Thumbs up) absolutely Mom-whore and I will be there. Alison was still on the floor leaning against her daughter’s bed, clutching her T-shirt across her body. It was as if nudity suddenly felt wrong. “Em, you should not have done that…” she said q...

His cheating ass stumbles in at 2:15. The toilet flushes, the faucet runs. At least he washed his hands this time. I lay naked and sweating under the sheets, knowing what he wants. Pants hit the floor, shirt follows. I sense his presence next to the bed. Her scent assaults. The sight of him fully hard should humiliate. He grunts, “…didn’t clean me off... you can taste her.” I should be repulsed, yell, and slap it away. I...

It had been a few days since the humiliating and mind-blowingly orgasmic incident on the couch with her daughter. After the pussy eating, Cedric fucked Alison’s ass and had Emily clean it out. The filthy things the upright mother had done for her Handler, Davenport, never created as much guilt as her instant submission to her daughter’s sex. Davenport had left with a promise to schedule them both for whoring later in the...

Saint Patrick's Day is ridiculously universal in the US. While it is true that Boston and Chicago get pretty ridiculous, New York can be just as crazy. Everything green, everything shamrock, everyone drinking… My husband Jack and I, along with our swing partners Linda and Paul, had been back to the BDSM club three times since New Year’s Eve. Only three, because unfortunately I need at least two weeks to recover. Yes physi...

"Because you love it, that’s why." Alison tried to protest the answer to her question, but she could tell by the tone of Davenport’s voice that her Handler was serious. She also had a mouth full, so responding was near impossible. Davenport was distracting her and the heavyset man with the wide cock had been getting frustrated. His response was to grab the forty-two-year-old woman's dyed blonde hair and shove in hard. "Su...

New Year's Eve in New York City has its legendary spectacle and its crazy stories: parties, public intoxication, huge crowds, ridiculous weather, dancing until dawn (literally). And a few things Dick Clark's Rockin' New Year's never mentioned, like hooking up with strangers, and insane orgasmic satisfaction. In our forties, my husband, Jack, and I have enjoyed a swinging lifestyle and recently started some more aggressive...

The sensual shower plus the application of the right creams did not equal “cared for” but actually loved. Emma could feel the major difference between Sir and Julee as soon as her soft hand applied the first spread of soothing gel on Emma's aching nipples. The evening’s sex club submissive activities had nearly worn her out. They now lay in Emma’s bed, completely naked, Julee propped up on the headboard and pillows. Emma...

We were almost to Ohio when we pulled off for dinner and a refuel. I had been flirting with Thor the entire time. I’m sure he knew I was horny as my hips ground against his hard ass every half an hour. Unashamedly I lightly and then firmly stroked what turned out to be a nice sized cock in his tight leather pants. His blonde locks whipped behind his silver helmet, entangling with my sultry strands. It was foreplay that wo...