Jordan Ventures into the Dark World of Bondage, Pain and Sex Alone - Part Two
Suddenly I was startled by a bright light coming on over me and a strong vibrator on my clit. My first thought was, shit, are they not even going to let me sleep?“It is eight AM, time for all good sluts to be awake! As soon as you cum for me I will untie you.”I was familiar with the Hitachi vibrator he was using, we owned one, so I knew I would cum fast. I struggled around, rubbing on my rope bed, and soon I was screaming as the orgasm ran through me....
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Chapter One They say that university is the place you go to discover who you are. To experiment with life to see what you like, what you don’t, your tastes, your desires, what you have a flair for or just an inclination for. Well, let me tell you. Experimenting? I thought I'd been there, tried that; got the proverbial t-shirt. I did the drug thing and discovered it just wasn't my thing. I even did the fun stuff in the bedroom. The bondage. The costumes. The...
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Shania was having trouble driving the short distance home, but the reason for her unease was more than the forty degree afternoon heat in the midst of a mini-heat wave. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this horny. What, to her horror, was more troubling, was the reason for this heightened state of arousal. She was a happily married woman with a ten-year-old son and yet over the last few months she had found herself attracted to a woman. And...
read more...The first time with Helen
The first time with Helen This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was now and it doesn’t really...
read more...The first time with Helen
This story, to my shame, is absolutely true. To save embarrassment to Helen, I have changed her name and some of the smaller details that might give a clue to her real identity. I don’t know who will read this and would hate for it to get back to her and cause any difficulties. I met Helen on line. Her handle was “Lady of Kent”. The chat line was a free forum, I can’t remember which one it was now and it doesn’t really matter. Just that it was the...
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