"It all started out so innocently," my wife said to me. With both kids back in school, she had more time to herself. She signed up for a gym membership and went a few times per week. That morning she had returned from a sweaty workout, Home alone, she took a shower. Shortly after she turned the water off, she heard knocking on the front door. Not expecting me, or anyone, she wrapped a towel around herself to investigate;...

Stephen and I had met online. My profile read: "Woman, Bisexual, Non-Monogamous, Looking for a sub, I love pushing my partner's limits. Must be Fun, Intelligent, Empathetic, Open-Minded, and Adventurous. I do not have time to respond to every message so if you do not hear back from me note I either did not believe us to be a good fit or your messages did not inspire and/or intrigue me. If you have a deep and dark need to...

I’m looking directly ahead, my arms outstretched in front of me. I’m naked, vulnerable. You’ve tied my wrists together and then attached them with two ropes to the solid wooden legs of the coffee table I’m bent over. I’m on bended knee. I’d gasped as you’d gently pushed me down onto all fours over the table and the coldness had hit my skin. I’m nervous but excited. Had my arousal been in any question, it was quickly quash...

I’m looking directly ahead. My arms outstretched in front of me, bound, my chest pushed up against the cold hard wood of the coffee table. A moment earlier I’d gasped as you’d gently pushed me down onto all fours over the table and the coldness had hit my skin. You’d bound my wrists to the front legs of the table and guided my legs apart so that they could be bound to the back legs. Now, after getting used to the coldness...

This story has been written at the request of and in the first-person voice of an Australian Lush member who wants to be named Frank for the story. He told me about a life-changing experience he had as a teenager and asked me to write it for him. I have avoided using Aussie slang and vernacular since I know that I would not be able to use it correctly. It was sometimes difficult for me growing up as a teenage boy in Sydne...

At the touch of that wet tongue, Eve felt a powerful shudder of excitement run through her body. It wasn’t just the lapping at her back hole, even more insistent than before, nor the to-die-for feeling of baby-soft, scented female skin lightly pressed against her back, nor Michelle’s oozing cunt juices dripping on her neck. It was all of these, but now she felt aware of Alex, too. How could she not, with her legs spread a...

Michelle stood just inside the room, little more than a silhouette with the bright afternoon sunshine pouring through the doorway behind her. She wore a light summer dress, pure white, the skirt wafting lightly around her tanned ankles and the straps hanging lightly over her brown shoulders. Eve had never seen Michelle in the flesh before today. She'd never experienced the dangerous woman’s radiant coquettishness at first...

Tackling the age old question... are two heads better than one?I remember some years back, I was about 25-26 tears old and working my ass off building homes. The constant back pain was always on my mind and consequently a part of several conversations I had trying to find relief. I tried massage, heating pads and enough liniments to stock a pharmacy shelf, with little success. Then one day my buddy Ian invited me and my g...

Three in a Bed. Part One Roger took another sip of the rich red wine and cocked his wrist to check the time on his watch. He and Julie had arrived home ten minutes earlier to prepare for Doug’s visit, his second to their home. The first visit had been pleasant and relaxing, a “get-to-know-you” opportunity, yet both Roger and Julie had been a little disappointed that the occasion had not developed into a more intimate enco...