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I got home late, tired from work. Everyone was asleep, that is, except for her, my darling. I did try to keep quiet, coming into the house, not wanting to wake our guests. But she’d waited up for me, quietly. As I sat in the kitchen with a cup of coffee, she came in to […]
I’ve been in a D/s relationship with a Dominant woman for over three years. A few weeks into the third year, she began to tell me that she wanted to watch me suck cock and take a real cock up my ass for her amusement. I was shocked because we had never involved anyone else […]
I walked into the topless bar and almost immediately turned around and walked out. Too crowded, too noisy, too smoky… it wasn’t going to be worth it just for $10 table dances. On the way back to my hotel a small building caught my eye with the sign “Gentlemen’s Dance Partners”. I figured I could […]
In the previous few days, 38 y.o. Karen had caught her 18 y.o. step-son Jason masturbating, watched him, had him come to her bed to do it again, helped him do it another night, let him see her naked, gave him oral sex, let him touch and kiss all over her body and cum in […]
Before Felicia could return to us for another lesson, Thanksgiving was upon us. The four of us celebrated together at the house of which I was beginning to think as ‘our’ house, though it had always been in Patricia’s family. I left the roasting of the turkey to Gwen, our cook, who did a magnificent […]
I love the beach. More importantly, I love *this* beach. No kids allowed. Peace and quiet. Glory Hallelujah. I know what you’re thinking … how can you go to the beach and not have kids screaming and running around making life miserable? Turns out … it’s actually quite easy. You book your annual vacation on […]
I haven’t seen Tamara for nearly an hour, but then, I haven’t been looking for her. Her boyfriend — or, more precisely, the man whom she has been with lately, and who she wishes would be her boyfriend — has left the party early, and alone. I noticed she didn’t leave with him. I think […]
Friday Afternoon The four of them were packing the van. The cooler was full of soft drinks, a big jug of margaritas and lots of ice. It was heavy and Henry was sweating freely while helping his son carry it to the van. The girls were following, their arms over loaded with grocery bags full […]
It was Saturday morning, several months after my wife Connie had made her startling sexual confession to me – in which she wanted to be my sex slave in addition to being my spouse. In the intervening time, she had shown me what was necessary for me to be her Master. I had learned how […]
The “Spanish Steps” are not in Spain. I suppose a guidebook might tell you why they’re called “Spanish,” why they’re famous, the number of tourists who pass through in an average hour, and the closest restroom — be sure to bring your own toilet paper, they’d remind you — but I’ve chosen to forget all […]