“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” Kelly says, drawing the plastic sword out of her drink and pinning the cherry between her teeth. “I certainly didn’t intent to mislead you,” Alex says, smoothing the front of her perfectly tailored black skirt. She crosses her arms under her breasts forcing them to fill the V of her shirt. Kelly did have to admit that they were impressive breasts. She drags the cherry off the sword...

~~~~~J~~~~~I heard her laugh as she closed the door on me. Damn, she was going to cook me dinner, and we were going to spend the night together. This was happening like in a novel or a movie. In two days, not even full days yet, I had gone from a years-long, secret voyeur of a woman I worshiped at a distance, to her lover! And that laugh after my comment... she had to enjoy anal.I had to control myself, and not get carrie...

I couldn’t breathe. Lust, anticipation, desire, guilt, shame, ecstasy all combined into one intoxicating cocktail and had rendered me drunk with insensibility. I glanced at my sexual Virgil, catching her eye and meeting my gaze with her own as she favoured me with a smile laden with erotic promise and curiously, a tinge of tenderness as well. I did not dare speak lest I broke the enchantment, as if my voice would sully th...

Eric's instructions were clear. "Four things, Sweetheart. Nothing on but a black thong. The butt plug in place. The implement box on the dresser, with the blind wand across the top. Pillows off the bed." I flipped and flopped all night, knowing full well that Eric was very serious about these consequences. We'd been playing around on the phone, laughing about little flirtatious infractions that were used to get our juices...

I had just turned thirty and a friend showed up at my apartment for our birthday/Christmas gift exchange. Marty was always fun to be with and we had worked together for awhile. She was close to fifty or so and I knew her for a year or so. When we got to trading gifts, we had a fun time. I got a normal Christmas gift and then a pair of cotton bikini briefs with snowmen on them. She asked me to model it for her and I did so...

She leaned over the kitchen counter, intently looking at her phone. Rich came from behind her, wrapping one arm around her slender waist and gently slapping her taught ass, only the lace fabric of her pajama shorts separating their bare skin. Carmen closed her eyes as she enjoyed the love tap. She was petite; standing about five feet four inches with dark brown hair, a smile that could distract the most focused concentrat...

I awake to the morning light peeking through the window. My surroundings lit ever so faintly by the sun. My eyes adjusting to the morning. I stretch, my body feeling sore from your beautifully painful torture the night before. I hear your laugh as I moan in achy pain. I lift my head and see you sitting in your favorite chair; your silk tie hanging around your neck, ready to be tied. I smile, remembering that tie around my...

Tina starts sliding out of bed, just to have me grab her arm. “Not so fast babe. If you don't want me to fuck you in front of everyone out there, have one more go in here,” I say. Smiling, she slides back in bed. “What do you have in mind?” Kissing her sweet lips and slipping a finger inside her pussy, I say, "You are very wet. I think I will show you what it is like to be fucked doggie style.” Moving to her and helping h...

It's hard to pinpoint exactly where my spanking obsession came from. I wasn't spanked at home with my parents choosing the more modern style of parenting which included grounding me instead when I misbehaved. As a teenager my choice of porn was often spanking porn with my favourite always being women spanking their naughty husbands. However, porn quickly became boring and I needed something more to stimulate me. It sudden...

My name is Mike, I’m seventeen and if you’ve read what’s happened to me before you’ll know I tried to give up taking piano lessons a year ago but my parents made me continue. Worse still, Miss Edwards got their permission to punish me if I’d failed to practice properly. Mum and Dad were away and my piano lesson was at 6.30 p.m. If it wasn’t for my Mum reminding me to go I would have regularly been late but today it was do...

The week had been an extremely difficult and challenging one. Meetings with clients had filled my schedule day after day, some lasting well into the evening. The social expectations alone had weighed heavily upon my shoulders. To say that I was glad that the weekend had finally arrived would have been an understatement. I needed to relax, my thoughts kept threatening to drown me as I sank into my sofa with a sigh, I neede...