The Discrete Slut
I like men! I always have! I make no apology. I love the thrill of the chase. Being the object of desire. The anticipation. The final abandoning of myself to the intense, nearly overwhelming pleasure. I may be a married…
I like men! I always have! I make no apology. I love the thrill of the chase. Being the object of desire. The anticipation. The final abandoning of myself to the intense, nearly overwhelming pleasure. I may be a married…
We woke up early the next morning feeling rested and romantic. We took a shower together and I caressed your body. We were aroused but not ready to do anything about it just yet. We went down to breakfast with…
The room was quiet again, for perhaps twenty minutes, perhaps a half-hour, as Ken and Elaine napped briefly. Then he felt her hand move from where it rested warm on his chest. She slipped it down across his belly, pausing…
We had breakfast with the usual crowd. They were all talking about you and the wet t-shirt contest. You were wearing a t-shirt printed with "dangerous when wet" with no bra. The t-shirt was your prize from last night. You…
It must have been three am when I awakened from a sound sleep finding myself unable to move. My final free limb was being secured tightly to the bedpost. With a rising sense of alarm, I felt a blindfold being…
They stood there for a bit, Elaine getting more and more excited as Ken cupped her mound and his finger slid forward and back across her clit, penetrating her on each back stroke, sliding in and out of her as…
This is a real story most people don't know about except Jackie Cox from Sylacauga, Alabama. I fucked my best friend's wife, Connie Rae Clifton, when she worked at Craddock Clinic in Sylacauga. Before she married David, Connie was a…
It was a hot, sunny day, and when I rolled in from work my wife Elaine met me on the deck with a smile and a cold beer. She was wearing khaki shorts and a peach-coloured sleeveless blouse, and she…
The Playroom Once outside, Master made the most of humiliating me as he allowed me to relieve myself by the tree again by lifting my leg like a dog. I had my enemas repeated like the previous day and stayed…
You stand at the railing overlooking the sea, a gentle breeze flowing over your skin. A lightweight, transparent, white shirt draped over your bikini. The warm, morning sun heating your body as you bask in the rays. You close your…