Strap on orgasm Stories

As I woke up next to Laura, I noticed she was already awake. The room still smelled of our escapades the night before. Our Wedding night. “Good morning, love.” Her voice still had that sleepy huskiness. I huddled closer to her naked body, my voice muffled by her skin. “Good morning, my lovely wife.” Saying it out loud, I felt my nipples harden. I was still wet from last night. And now I felt my juices flowing again. The e...

I gazed at my reflection in the full-length mirror, feeling pleased with my appearance for the client. I had chosen a stylish black knee-length pencil skirt, a matching jacket, and a classic white blouse. For a sense of complete freedom while enjoying my work—something I love as a dominatrix—I decided to forgo underwear. My client, a woman, was a bit of an anomaly, eager to explore her submissive fantasies in a safe setti...