* As the leather riding crop slashed into her firm, round buttocks, Alison counted each sensual stroke. "Twenty-Five. Thank you Daddy." Alison had never been happier, never in her entire life. In Matthew, she had found a man who understood her needs, shared her passions – and her kinks. "Twenty-Six. Yessss, thank you Daddy." Each stinging stroke brought back pleasant memories with dazzling clarity. She'd only been teaching a year at Roseville High when Matthew had come to give a lecture on career day. He was a concert booker and was very successful at it, so he was one of the speakers the Principal had lined up to come and give a talk. His superb oratory skills had dazzled the kids, his tales of meeting the rich and famous kept ... Read More»

He led her into the small room with her hands cuffed behind her back, a blindfold around her eyes, and a leash attached to the chain that looped between her nipple clamps. A ball gag was in her mouth. She teetered on the very high, very thin stiletto heels she wore. He looped her leash on the doorknob, and removed the cuff from one of her wrists. Raising her arms above her head, He re-fastened the cuff where it had been. Quickly, He slipped the chain between the cuffs onto a hook that dangled from the ceiling. Her feet barely touched the floor, and she swayed with the motion of the chains. The upward stretching of her body made her back arch, thrusting her breasts forward. The clamped nipples were erect and throbbing. The rough hemp rope that encircled her ... Read More»

My girlfriend Kelly is 23, and her roommate Robin is a girl she works with. Robin is 21 and works with Kelly at the local video store. Anyway, they met at work, and not long after decided to share an apartment. I knew Robin through a friend of a friend, and she introduced me to Kelly. Robin is about 5'4" and has a nice shapely build. She has very large breasts, which at her age ride high on her rib cage. She has long red hair, and not nearly as many freckles as a lot of other red heads. She naturally is the target of tons of questions about whether or not she is a 'natural' redhead, which any of us who've known her for years know that she is. Kelly is a petite little minx, brown hair and blue eyes, and a smile that lights up a room. She is very energetic, and ... Read More»

Clarissa and Adrianna were two college graduates who were in debt. After the years they spent partying and majoring in something not high paying, the two had to settle down, live together in an apartment for a few years and support each other. A year after college, the two still retained their good looks. Erotic Stories Clarissa was a 5″11 Blonde with tanned skin, athletic body, great abs, and overall in good shape. Adrianna was a 5″9 Brazilian brunette with pale skin, straight dark hair, a nice round butt, lean body, and a pretty face. “Such is the life” said Clarissa “Wish I would have studied hard in college” replied Adrianna “Oh come on, lets not live in the past” replied Clarissa “We made a mistake though” said Adrianna “true…” said Clarissa ... Read More»

I was on a cycling holiday in Eastern France; it was the thing to do in the seventies – there being no cheap air flights! At Cambridge I was studying Modern Languages and I thought a three week cycling tour of Lorraine and Alsace would be good for my education, and boy, how it was. On the first Saturday, in the afternoon, I was travelling at speed, down a hill and as I turned a corner, I ran wide and went onto the gravel. The wheels skidded and I slide off sideways. My body hit a door and it burst open. My head hit the door jam and I lost consciousness. When I came to I was surrounded by women, some in dresses and others in nun's habits. "Am I in heaven?" They smiled but didn't speak. It took it a bit of time and then I realised I was in France and they ... Read More»

I was starting my junior year, living in the off-campus apartments. It was some long weekend and most of the campus was deserted. Since I didn't have the disposable income that my roommates had I was left all alone. We lived in apartment 2B ("2B or not 2B"). The only other person around on my floor that weekend was "Jeff" in 2C. I ran into my neighbor that Friday morning on my way down to the laundry room. He was heading out to the train station to meet his girlfriend. Jeff was a cool guy. He was from the East Coast like me. We were occasional drinking partners. I told him once that he was the "coolest white dude" I'd ever know. He reminded me of the Bruce Willis character from that show "Moonlighting". Anyway, he ... Read More»

Once again my plans for the weekend were a bust; my guy stood me up once again for the second weekend in a row. This was really beginning to be a pain in my ass, I was horny as hell and I wanted a real good fucking. I suppose it’s my own fault for fucking a married guy. I met Kevin a few weeks back during one of my coffee breaks and I fell for his charms. I didn’t know he was married at the time, but the deed was done and now I’m hooked on the guy. It’s not like I’m in love with the guy, he was just a decent fuck buddy. My shift ended at four and I headed home to my tiny one bedroom apartment. It wasn’t much but it was mine. The rent was cheap and it was quiet. When I got in, I saw there was a message on my phone. Kevin left me a message that he couldn’t get ... Read More»

=With zombie-like indifference, I inhaled the fumes from the bottle she was holding under my nose. The sharp smell made me jerk away, and the fog in my mind lifted. It was then that the fact that I was cold, stiff, and all tied up, became important to me. "What the hell's going on here?" I said. It didn't come out like that. It came out more like: "Wa ka kells gaging oa heer?" That was the best I could do. My mouth was stretched wide open, and my tongue found two chunks of plastic clamped between my back molars. Even the slightest effort to close my mouth hurt my jaw like the dickens. "What's going on? I'm just waiting for your head to clear so we can start our little party," she said in her husky voice. Except for my bonds, I was totally naked ... Read More»

“Apartment number 69…Mmmm hard to forget, but where is it?” you think to yourself as your footsteps carry you down the street. You are getting overheated wearing your long dress coat, but you had to hide the raging hard on that has been distracted you all day. You would have given in a long time ago, but for the instructions still ringing through your mind about not touching your cock until you got there. “Apartment 50…Oh good, I’m almost there.” A pulse of your almost painful erection reminding you of the reason for this walk. Tonight you get to meet her, this mysterious woman in black. You had chatted for months, each night you would tease yourself as images of her floated through your brain. You ached to hold her, and tonight you get to live out that fantasy. ... Read More»

Lady Anna used her leather-clad hand to wag her big, fake cock at Bella and Melissa. Dana lay on the couch, breathing heavily and trying to recover from the explosive orgasm that Lady Anna had given her. "So," Lady Anna said as she took another drag from her long cigarette holder, "who's next?" Melissa barely heard the question; she was so taken by the sight before her that she couldn't have responded if she wanted. Lady Anna was quite a sight, sitting there and smoking while she gently rubbed the nine inch dildo that protruded from her pussy. The big red cock contrasted perfectly with her black, sheer body suit. Her large round areolas could be easily seen through the material and her nipples were hard and straining on the fabric. She shook her head, ... Read More»

Man, sometimes life can sure throw some weird things your way. The story that I am about to tell you is kind of strange, but actually real. It involves some of the things in my life which I enjoy the most. My name is Tom. I am a college student in the Boston area. I go to Suffolk University. It's a nice school. Tough to get into but definitely worth the trouble. I love walking around campus. I tend to attract attention and I must say that I absolutely love it. I stand six feet two inches tall and I weigh two hundred and forty pounds. I'm what they call big and tall. I've always been that way and I am quite proud of it. I have light brown skin and my facial features are a blend of Caucasian and African. My hair is short and black, sort of curly. I am biracial. My ... Read More»

Chapter 2. Helen Eight years into home ownership, my wife and I decided to finally tend to some long-neglected remodelling. Summers without air conditioning had lost their rustic charm, and the daily complaints of two kids now too old to be sharing a room were becoming unbearable. After a few weeks of asking recommendations from our neighbors, we hired a young architect who had recently relocated to the area, and set about planning our renovation. Step one involved making a plan of the house, for which our architect sent over a number of his young assistants in a seemingly endless rotation. Two guys who I mistook for twins measured the basement; a guy who seemed too young to have a job showed up with a woman old enough to be his mother, and the two spent an ... Read More»

I had some experiences with men in the past but for the most part I had been living my life as a straight man. I was in a relationship and happy. I was walking through a thrift store one day when I happened upon a form fitting stretch denim jumpsuit. For some reason this garment aroused me. I am not sure if it was the thought of a single zipper enclosing my body or what but I felt extremely horny and the need to buy it. I bought it took it home, tried it on. As I pulled the denim over my body it stretched to fit my shape and as I zipped it closed I could remember feeling extremely aroused as the denim hugged my body. It was a woman's jumpsuit, Jennifer Lopez's JLo brand. For some reason when I had it on I felt the need to be held and fucked, I felt the strange ... Read More»

The door slammed and Lisa's heart leapt. She was alone, finally alone with all the time in the world to pamper herself. She had hours and hours to look forward to, to be a real lady. It wasn't often that Lisa had such an opportunity, even if she did find herself alone occasionally there was always the certainty that someone would make an appearance before long. Then there was the threat of the unthinkable... being caught. At times Lisa was sure she'd go gaga with the pressure; that she'd end up screaming and running down the street as she foamed at the mouth while screaming obscenities at random passers by ...and all for what? Because she was living a lie, all because she wasn't being true to herself, that's why. Lisa sighed, a heavy, stoop shouldered ... Read More»

My proposal to Amanda was simple: because it would give pleasure to both of us, the two of us should cooperate in a program which would result in a subtle, but real, transformation of her body. Amanda's body was already very pleasing. Because she has a rather small, compact frame, her body has the enticing charm of a fruit in danger of passing from ripe to overripe. Thus, the appropriate adjective to describe her figure is ''succulent,'' not svelte. In fact, it is only because she is willing to discipline herself that she is able to present the world with a clearly defined waistline above a belly which is firm but more rounded than flat. The discipline involves constant vigilance to both her diet and her posture. For my tastes, Amanda's body type is more ... Read More»