The following is not real but, in my mind, sometimes I wish it were:
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Two best friends, buried affections, and hidden desires
She cowered in the corner of the room, straining against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back and her ankles together. The chiffon and lace of the gown shed been forced into rubbed against her plump thighs, the soft sounds of the material echoing in the empty chamber. Her tongue brushed against the red rubber ball in her mouth, the leather strap keeping it tight and in place, turning her cries for help into soft, pathetic mewls.
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He was excited, buckling up his high leather polished motorcycle boots; he stood slipping on a black satin shirt. Dressing wasnt essential but he thought it would heighten the evening entertainment. He had the black leather gear for riding his motorcycle so it was there to use. He stood and walked over to the full-length mirrors in the room, adjusting each to the best angle. He checked the rope loop, coming down from the ceiling, in the centre of the room and scanned around making sure it could be seen in the mirrors.
A journey of self-discovery
It had been a long journey, three months and 200 miles. It seems so long since I drifted into Marks chat room, Wife likes others. At first I was curious about a man who would boast that his wife liked others. Internet chat rooms were always a great place to meet people with different perspectives, and Marks turn-on was completely foreign to me. I chatted with Mark, trying to understand his fascination with other men having sex with his wife. Although to be honest, even then I had fantasies about being that other man.
Our BDSM Story
My husband and I have a very active sex life, but it wasnt always that way. We needed to learn each others desires and needs. I was sexual abused during my childhood and that left a deep scar on me. My mother told me that sex wasnt something a female enjoys. You just need to put up with it, and it was not lady-like to be breathing hard.
Bad man fetish (short hair,xxx)
Ive always had shoulder-length hair. For my face, round, and figure, zaftig, it has always been the most flattering. I was born with medium-dark mousy brown, naturally wavy hair. It did have blond and red highlights, depending on the light. My skin is ruddy, so turning blond was out of the question, so I colored my hair a reddish brown for many years. When I retired, I stopped coloring and let my hair go to its natural dark/silver strands. I hated trying to keep up with the roots. I was never one for fads and fashions, be it clothes or hair. I wore what looked good on me. None of my boyfriends or my ex-husband ever complained about my hair. Until now.
Eighteen Months
My parents were just renting their house so after the funeral and after I got their things sold off there wasnt much else for me to do so with my summer semester paid for by a student loan I went back to school after the funeral. All too soon the semester ended and I had to deal with some realities. My grades were pretty good and I was looking forward to finishing school but now with my parents gone their signatures on my student loan didnt count anymore.
Sex With Alien Females
I was putting gas in my car and suddenly had this strange feeling that I was being watched.
The Stowaway
Rose didnt know how long shed been in the crate. Her back ached; the cool metal of her container offering no comfort. Why should it? Its not like it was made to ship people like this. The air was stuffy, and the air purification strips stuck to her neck were slightly whirring with the strain. It was all worth it though. Worth it to be off of that terrible rimworld. It was the kind of place you didnt stay unless you couldnt afford to leave. Rose had always dreamed of leaving. Of seeing the stars and discovering new things, and she couldnt do any of that from that damned rock. Thats why she took the risk when a supply cruiser had landed in her town. Why she slipped in the crate when no one was looking, strapping the purification strips she had stolen to her neck and praying they worked.
The slave
Until quite recently, my only experience with anything even remotely
The Taboo Coffee Shop
“You’ve got to be kidding me mother! I’m 18, I have a boyfriend, its not some strange thing!” I yell back at my mom.
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Vern was alone at home. He liked going through his memoirs every now and then. And he realised it had been a long time since he had recounted his kinks. He fired up his laptop & visited his private blog browsing it from the last few entries.
Controlled by a Maids Uniform
She looked up at the fancy farmhouse in front of her. It had been in ruins for as long as she remembered as a kid she often came here to throw chestnuts through the windows, or to make a fire on the back patio. Recently a developer had bought the place and changed it into a hotel. New windows, new paint. A new door. A new fountain. This place didn’t much resemble the ruins from her childhood anymore.
Alan syns sex story
Doing something you know is just dead wrong but did because, at the time, in that mood, it felt so right. A story about ignoring the existence of consequences entirely and embrace the moment completely.
Straight, BDSM
Emily woke slowly, her eyelids heavy. She was cold, and the room was brighter than usual. She was uncomfortable,the surface beneath her hard and unyielding… had she fallen out of bed? Still drowsy, she blinked a few times and tried to lift a hand to rub her eyes.
Wife Slave for Rent (sm porn stories)
The men could hear the roaring engine long time before they could actually see the car. The road meandered through an isolated mountain area and the nearest neighbors were many miles away. Finally they watched the Range Rover take the last turn and drive up towards the hunting lodge. The dogs began to bark but were quickly silenced by their owners. It was Friday late afternoon and the heat was intense.
Forced bdsm story
Fire is often said to be the one single discovery which led man to rise above the beasts and enabled him to distinguish himself as a ruler of the earth. But to a man standing on the sidewalk in his pajamas and watching a holocaust of orange flame destroying his home and with it everything that he spent his life accumulating, fire is a damnation — an evil invented by the devil for his persecution.
The Wifes Store
My wife LeAnn is a 26 year old head turning brunette, at 5 ’7 she has straight shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes. Her perfectly tanned legs and firm round ass are attention getters, as are her tits, which are 34 double D’s.
Cuckolded Cruelty
To say that my life started out pretty shitty is really an understatement. Well my childhood was ok I guess, my father died when I was young. My mom raised my sister and I alone. It was a bit of a struggle for her until we grew up a bit and could fend for ourselves better. It wasnt until I hit puberty that things relay started to go downhill for a while. I dont know how or why it started, I chalk it up to teenage hormones; but I started to lust after my mom hard. I was to afraid to do or say anything about it but I would always try to sneak peeks at her every chance that I could just to satisfy my desires.
Sensual Bondings
We sat watching a movie, layed together on the bed, he was spooned behind me with his arm layed across my waist. I feel him growing in the small of my back and he starts to fidget. I ask what he is thinking about, and he tells me not to say a word. I quietly let a little laugh escape and he rolls me to my back sharply. I look to his eyes, expectantly. He asks will I do as I am told? I grin and say I will.
Spying on hubby
Newlywed Janine Delvittio had a problem. It wasn’t much of a problem for her, but it was a giant problem for her mother who kept bugging her about it. “How could a wife not know where her husband works?” her mother would practically yell at her every time they talked.
A girlfriend revenge, part 2
The sea wind rushed through the eaves of the large warehouse, sending draughts of humid air through the cracks in the windows and up the stairs into the rooms occupied by Cash and Ellen, the driver, Sylvia, and the German Shepherd.
Bdsm Princess
My name is Ross, a PhD Student in Physics and just moved to USA from a small island in southern Asia. I knew my life would change forever, and it would be a new chapter in my life, but I hadnt even dreamt of the way that the change came.
My Slave
As you have been good today my slave, only one minor infringement, for which you were caned for, I have decided to give you some R & R for tonight. I could sense that you were pleased by that, having worked hard doing my bidding all day, scrubbing and cleaning, and you knew that you deserved the cane when you dropped and broke that glass. However, you will still do obey me without word or question, and I caressed your buttocks through your light trousers. I could feel the heat where the cane had struck you, which bought excitement to me.