By Just_Someoneelse_518. “There are rules, but they’re for both of us. The goal is for us both to enjoy this. If you don’t enjoy this, then you’re welcome to stop. But if you ever do, then we’re over. I don’t do ‘in and out’ of relationships.” Sarah and I were back at my apartment after dinner. Here is how it happened After calling her and spending a few days trying to find a time we would both be free, we
Read moreBy ForbiddenTales. Angela and I were both 22, in college, and she was by far the prettiest girl I’d ever dated. She was a little taller than me, at 5’10”, with long, straight black hair she tied in pigtails and a pair of E-cup tits she had no qualms about showing off. She was, as she liked to tease me, my ‘big titty goth gf.’ However, like all my previous girlfriends, she had not taken my virginity. I couldn’t wholly
Read moreBy Zac. Chapter 1… It’s a cold, wintery Friday night back in 2003. Twenty degrees, snow is still on the ground from last week’s storm. I’m a junior at Indiana University. My beautiful and sweet girlfriend, Carol, is a sophomore. We are having a pretty low-key night at our crappy off-campus apartment at Dunn Hill on the corner of 17th and Dunn in Bloomington. Think black lights and shitty posters. Dirty, cheap gray carpet and second-hand thrift-store furniture. But it’s
Read moreBy Brooklynn__Sage. It was a cool fall night, and I was at a hotel bar, trying to find the right guy- my new bull. I was dressed in a red corset to accent my breasts and my waist, with leather pants that wrapped around my long legs. My long brown hair hung past my shoulders, and I found myself twirling it in my hand as I leaned against the bar, drinking my cocktail. I scanned the room, looking to see
Read moreBy Runtz4 The seat belt warning chimed as we pulled away from Mia and Chris’s house. My wife Alexa always waited until we were out on the road to buckle up, which always bugged me, and she knew it. I felt her intentionally letting it beep, with extra hostility in the air between us. Alexa had only had sex with me, and I had only been with two other girls before her; neither relationship lasted very long. The funny thing
Read moreBy MsMHMacdonaldF. “Tummy in, Foofoo, don’t slouch!” Nikki chided. Her scolding for the show and more than a little ironic, given her austere feed regime for her house pet and his ensuing leanness. “Whatever will Mistress Verity think of the pet’s deportment and the standards I keep. Head up, tummy in, back arched, bottie and toes high, showing off his pretty new toenail art and displaying the cocklet for merriment; it isn’t difficult!” Observing the interchange intently, Verity giggled at
Read moreBy Rosey01. Jack worked at his firm for under a year when the new class of interns was first hired. The new class was a group of five interns, four male, and the last one, Juliet, was a woman. Juliet had just turned 20, was rather tall, and had long dark hair that was rather thick and slightly curly. Juliet was somewhat chubby, with a bit of a stomach and a slightly pudgy face. Her things were thick and strong,
Read moreBy MH Macdonald. Glancing at Foofoo as he stood up on the balls of his feet, hands on head, eyes lowered, Nikki smiled indulgently at the sight of her oh-so obedient and blushing servant-boy, as she considered Teresa’s question over whether his motivation to go through the trials and tribulations that he did was related to the size of his tiny cock. Turning back to Teresa, she saw that her friend’s eyes were still wide, like saucers, at the sight
Read moreBy Tcs1956. My sexy wife and I have been married for 10 years. She is my 5th wife, and I am her third husband, so obviously, we have both fucked a lot of others. I am 70 years old, and she is in her youthful 50’s. For the first five years of our marriage, we lived an amazingly beautiful Cuckold/Hotwife relationship. I loved every minute, and she undoubtedly loved it even more! “Free Love” or unbridled sex is key to
Read moreBy Jamisonsdecree. I have always been weak. In high school, I was bullied relentlessly. I was thin and weak. My one weight training course for 18-year-old students my senior year proved a constant humiliation, as I couldn’t even bench press the bar, and by the end of the semester, the only thing that had changed was that I could lift the bar. I had earned the nickname tighty whities, an obvious nomenclature that invited bullies and repelled girls. The fact
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