My wife’s ass pointed up toward us on the narrow bed made with clean white sheets and a blue and white striped pillowcase in a small, well-lit room with light gray walls. Her elbows and forearms were flat on the bed and her head tilted back with a mischievous smile as her long silky brown hair fell asymmetrically toward her beautiful green, left eye. I was excited to be watching this fantasy come alive, a seemingly perfec...

David’s fingers were drumming nimbly on the thickly lacquered top of the mahogany table in the dim corner cafe. The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans mingled with the smell of rain coming in from the street under the ornate, antique parrot logo of the elegant bar. David didn’t have much time to think about the situation, because Sebastian arrived, his old colleague, and already crossed the interior of the bar and stopp...

The break of day The crack of dawn The merry dance begins With stretch and scratch all stubbled face The Miller trudges down the lane Past river stream and meadow green To open up his mill Back at home, the cock crows bold The sow takes charge her brood The green eyed matron the sweet Marie Wakes and sleepily eyes the morn Flame red curls round and round A lovely chaotic mess Betraying night of foggy wilds And dreamily sl...

Molly didn't know how it happened. They all lived in a college building and, with the end of the year fast approaching, they wanted to make the most of their last days together. Molly had known her friends Jessica and Laura since her freshman year and had lived with them in the same apartment for more than four years. They had experienced highs and lows and shared a robust friendship, something they hoped would continue w...

“I wanna watch,” said my wife. “Pardon?” I asked confusedly. “You know what I mean...,” she pressed the issue. “I want to be there the next time you fuck Anita.” “Really?” I asked hesitantly. It’s true that my wife had set me up with her girlfriend and had given her total blessing to our wild outings, but apart from the occasional hint with a smile on her face, she hadn’t seemed to really care. And I, with playful ease, h...

Sam On our last night in Boston, Mark and I decided we couldn’t end our trip without checking out the hotel’s outdoor hot tub. It was a perfect, chilly, late spring night, and the only thing keeping me from feeling fully content was the knowledge that our bubble of bliss was about to pop. Normal life and Mark’s family would be waiting when we returned to Chicago. “I hate that this week is already over,” Mark said, as if r...

It has been a few months since my beautiful wife took control and started dominating, humiliating, and using me. The biggest recent change is that she revealed our new relationship to her best friend, Francine (Miss Francine to me). Since that time, Miss Francine has been at our house almost constantly. It's much more than double the work and double the humiliation having two women dominate me. I think it's because we had...

I meet you and Rick in the bar of the hotel we've booked into, you two having booked into a room and me, on my own, in another. You look stunning, even in jeans and a top. I struggle to take my eyes off you as you introduce me to the guy you've brought, and I shake his hand. No matter how good a guy the person is, they always squeeze overly hard when we shake hands. When I'm out with a girl this usually happens all night...

Six quick months had rushed by since the fateful Halloween when Jan had revealed the wilder side of herself. It seemed, to me, to have always been bubbling beneath the surface. The events of that night changed our relationship, but at the same time didn’t change anything at all. Not knowing it was even possible, we were more expressive to each other and more open. Not to mention, the sex was far more adventurous. But ever...