Middle of  the night: Damn, I have to pee! Okay, lose the fucking wires! Get off the fucking cot! I look up into the observer's window for help, Jack is pegging Jill, no help there. I make my way down the hallway to the bathroom, regardless. Jill comes running out from the observation booth without a top. Nice tits! "Oh, sir, you can not be unattended while using the bathroom." Okay. In the bathroom, she says, "I can help...

We had been meeting up for regular over the knee spanking sessions at each other's homes for some months. In the conversations during and after these sessions, it came to light that each of us had, in addition to other fetishes, an interest in watersports but had never had the opportunity to try it out... Until the day I challenged you to a little competition. The two of us are sitting fully clothed in your kitchen. We ar...

We headed out for dinner after he’d pissed on me. I swallowed most of it, the rest he did over my face and into my hair, which had lacquered on the walk downtown and now hung over my eyes in taught, bolshie curls like I was some sort of wanna-be teen movie star. The place he chose was on west eighty-sixth, and it struck me as the sort of schizophrenic diner that serves suits and soccer moms by day and hookers and suicidal...

We sat opposite each other on the settee in our living room. We had silently made coffee and put two large whiskeys in each cup. At first, we just looked at each other not knowing what to say, where to start. ‘Talk to me, Ali, tell me everything. I need to know, everything.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Yes. I believe you both that you haven’t been shagging behind my back for months, years but there’s been a, you and Liam for a long...

I guess I have always known I'm attracted to men.  At school, my friend Ronnie used to try to put his hand down my trousers on the school bus.  At the time I fought him off, but as I've aged I think back and wonder why.  As was usual for people in the sixties and seventies I grew into heterosexual relationships, got married and had children.  None of which I regret; I love my family dearly but I have often wondered how it...

Chapter 1: Eventually, the excitement of sucking strangers' cocks in the porn theaters began to pale. My needs just weren't quite satisfied by the copious amount of cum I consumed almost every night. Don't get me wrong, I still got a thrill, feeling a man's cock come to life in my hand and his balls start to move in their sac. It just wasn't enough. Completing the feminization, started by my ex-wife and some of her lovers...

"I need to pee," Lauren declared. My neighbour's daughter and I were only walking as there was no room in the taxi. The woods, moonlit and warm. Small, firm breasts pressing against me as we walked arms locked. Handing me her bag. Lifting her dress, her knickers removed, also given to me. She squatted, the telltale noise filled the quiet night. Staring at her milky white cheeks. A wicked smile came my way. "Tissue?" I sho...

Ceri re-entered the main room, fresh knickers ready. Scanning the room she could see one of the waitresses getting fucked on a table, others chatting to clients. She looked for Sara, who sat legs crossed, sipping wine, at the hostess' left-hand side. She looked relaxed, at ease with all she saw. As Ceri walked out she felt a hand on her arm, her head turned to see an older gentleman smiling at her. Ceri stopped and return...

It was a long time since I’d had any sexual activity of any sort, prior to today, so Janet’s was an offer I simply could not turn down. She’d shown a great sense of adventure and wasn’t frightened to try new things, which made the prospect all the more exciting, and I’d always have an excuse to visit her, of course. I rang my brother to say that Janet had needed a hand with a few things on the maintenance front and I had...

Ceri looked up at Sara, who stood, keeping the crop under Ceri's chin. Once again the aroma of Sara's cotton panties filled her nostrils. Sara pushed the crop under Ceri's bra strap, flicking it off her shoulder. She repeated the action with Ceri's second strap, though the bra stayed in place. "Stand up, Ceri!" Standing as instructed, she instinctively put her hands behind her. The crop was traced over her nipples, the br...

Still, in my teens, I was hitchhiking in the California/Nevada mountains. Don't recall where I was headed at the time. I was on a very desolate two-lane road. A grizzled hard rock miner had given me a ride to what seemed like the middle of nowhere, where he turned off the paved road to get to his mine. The landscape was dry and rocky. High altitude desert country. The road was not well-traveled. In the hot afternoon quiet...