BDSM - Page 76

I started my sexcapades at a young age. Dad divorced mom when I was 5 years old. I lived with my mom and my younger sister. I was about 10 when I first started jerking my cock. I loved cumming, and would jack off just about anywhere. I think I wanted to get caught and be punished

(Author's Note: Constructive critism only, please. Your proper help would make me better.) My wife, Amy, always had been the submissive one in our sex life. In the outside world, we always have maintained a status of mutual respect and trust

The Interracial Sexual Surrogate This is a continuing story about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive

Ginger Sullivan was tall. Very tall. Standing at 6’-2,” she towered over all the boys and girls in her high school senior class

Chapter 1: Into the Forest It was a beautiful drive, the trees full in bloom, looming over the winding roadway, like hovering blankets on a cold winter’s day. The beaming sunlight danced through the leaves, flickering onto the black asphalt in front of them

This is a different kind of write up. I thought this would appeal to some people as change is always nice. This story involves an interview related to one of my older stories. I sat down and interviewed my friend

Last summer my wife and I were alone on a trip with our RV. We got the rig set up; had a nice meal, a campfire started, poured a couple of drinks and sat down to relax in front of the fire. We couldn’t remember a time when we didn’t have the kids with us

Daddy says that I will be punished for any spelling mistakes so I have checked but if any are found comment below and suggest the punishment that I should get as Daddy thinks that would be appropriate..

I used to be afraid of the dark, until you showed me just how wonderful it could be. Losing my sight behind a blindfold has over time sharpened my other senses dramatically. As soon as you cover my eyes I become a different person

After this break, Gerald goes off with Rachel, and Ranulph takes me back out to the stable area. We go into a locked room, and I shudder with delight as I see the set up in there

PART 1 – The Guy The girl begged so well. Her eyes stared back at me, and as she said “Please,” it was unclear whether she was pleading for the horror to stop or whether she was desperate for more. I shifted uncomfortably as a burgeoning erection began to push at my jeans

Back at the table, Nyoto had rejoined them and all were watching intently. “What’s a test of character?” asked Jonas in general. Nyoto answered under her breath “a whipping.” “A real whipping?” Jonas asked disturbed looking at his son on stage

Part 1 Botched Ransom “How old are you, Chrissy?” asked the man. He was stroking her hand as he said it. “I’m twenty,” she replied uneasily. She wanted to take her hand back, but was afraid of angering her captor

She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her

Helen checked her makeup and got out of the car. She stood in front of the smart detached Georgian House, checked the time – 8:01, exactly right – and then checked the address before slipping the note back into her handbag. “It is the right place