Kinky stuff

Stranger He was a stranger. Someone I'd never met. Never spoken to. And yet, he'd come up to me, told me he wanted to fuck me and gave me his room number. And expected me to make a public exit in search of his bed, his cock, his fuck. The insolence of it, the arrogance, the sheer bloody selfishness of deliberately putting me into such a humiliating position...

The Initiation This story was written for a request from Charlie, for whom it was a favourite fantasy. Hope he (and you) enjoy it... Part One: She dropped her hand to my knee, playing her finger across it, dragging her nail over my bare skin, deliberately provoking me. It was designed as a demonstration of her command of the situation. She continued, her voice husky and slow. "Losers relinquish all rights and devote themselves to the pleasure of Members..." Part Two:It was the strangest experience, staring at three women I scarcely knew, knowing that shortly I would be forced between their legs and made to lick their most intimate parts... Part Three:She groaned noisily, indicating her appreciation. Tracking my tongue the extent of her lips, I buried my nose between them and continued to lick downwards, towards her hole. I felt her cheeks spread even wider, affording me easier access...

The Watcher Part One: Looking round, feeling very exposed, I raised myself from the tree trunk and slid my panties down, gasping as the cool wind drew across my pussy lips for the first time... Part Two: Our eyes met and I smiled. I shook my panties provocatively and let them drop to the woodland floor and stood completely naked before my watcher. I walked away from my clothes...

Caught with the lingerie He instantly raised his leg, and I slid my knickers over his foot. "And the other one." Without objection he lifted his right leg and allowed me to slide the knickers to his shin. "Stand up." Wordlessly, he rose to his feet and I pulled the knickers to his knees, then up his thigh...

Being watched Oh Mark, I thought, are you watching? Can you see your lover being stripped, can you see her body being revealed, given up to this stranger on your own bed?

A cuckold's humiliation Mark was standing by the side of the bed, a man in sexual torment, his cock hard and glistening as he pulled at it frantically. I knew this would be killing him, being made to play with himself while he watched another man being serviced by his wife's expert mouth...

My Master commands It was an order from my cyber partner. I had to do something kinky at work and tell him all about it that night in our chatroom. He wouldn’t tell me what I should do; I had to make it up myself and hope it pleased him. Next morning when I got up I did my usual chores but didn’t go for a pee. My bladder was full after a night’s sleep but I resisted. I had a couple of cups of tea....

An outdoor pee My master gave me my new instruction. I was to expose myself to peeing to someone. I was given a week to accomplish this and report back to him on what happened....

The Riverside As my fingers ministered to her heated and excited pussy, my palm was rested against her lower stomach, and I could sense that Paula was a bit restless. After a moment or two it dawned on me that I must be pressing against her bladder: Paula needed to have a pee. That was interesting....

My Mistress commands I slid my left knee away slightly, opening up a gap between my legs. My short skirt was not sufficient to conceal anything, and the assistant's gaze, as she looked up at me, could not miss it....

My wife's birthday week A story in six parts, chronicling the activities of Deb and her cuckolded husband Bob, during her birthday week... Part One: My name is Bob and I am a cuckold. There - that was easy enough to say... Part Two: I've just finished washing her clothes from that night: I like to do the bra and panties by hand, soaking them in warm water and washing off the evidence of her infidelity slowly... Part Three: Bob's expression was getting to me: he was staring intently, his eyes never leaving me, taking in the view of his wife's infidelity. My nipples hardened... Part Four: "So, tell me, what is this great fantasy of yours? And while you're doing it, spread those legs for me so I can see your little panties..." Part Five: At first I was offended. The notion that I was expected to serve these people was just too freaky. These were people I knew... Part Six: I was made to turn round. I was made to dance. I was made to bend over, to show my ass, to spread my lips, to stick my fingers inside me...

The Hotel The girl had returned, and at the moment I focussed my eyes on the room she gripped her light blue tee shirt and pulled it over her head, revealing a fine pair of tiny tits, unencumbered by a bra...

The Voyeur part one I looked up and saw, yet again, a flicker in the curtain opposite. But this time the sun was shining directly on to it, basking it in forward lighting. And there was a human shape standing behind the net....

The Voyeur part two Still pretending to read the book I was holding, I casually raised my left hand to my breast. I left it resting there for a moment. Slowly, I started to draw tiny circles around my nipple with my index finger, dragging the nail against the fabric. Immediately, the nipple began to grow and harden...