Cute Girls

Easy Street Ch. 01

My story begins much like many other stories pertaining to male chastity. However, there are many details that it does not share with the stories I have seen posted.

The first similarity is that I was the one who ordered a chastity device for myself, not knowing whether or not my beautiful wife would be interested in it or not. Also that I sprang it on her not knowing within my own heart just how far I wanted to go with it.

The differences are many. I did not order it because my sex life with my wife was unsatisfactory. Nor because I have a remarkably small or pitiful dick. I am far from John Holmes, but I am also far from tiny. In our eight years of marriage my wife and I have enjoyed an active sex life. Having been married to a sexually repressed woman in my first marriage, I know how fortunate I am that my wife is highly sexed and really enjoys our lovemaking. You have no idea how lucky I am! She is multi-orgasmic and she absolutely loves to taste my cum as it blasts into her mouth. › Continue reading

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Double Vision Ch. 04

After the girls released me, we all headed for the shower to spent a playful half hour. Then we went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. The twins had discovered some boxes of muffin mix and now they insisted on making them. I found them a couple of old aprons and sat back to watch the most interesting cooks I had ever seen. Imagine, if you will, two lovely women, dressed only in aprons not large enough to close in the back, moving around, bending over … Well, you get the idea.

We ate a relaxed meal talking about a variety of topics. This may seem like a surprise. You might think if three highly sexed individuals spent all of their time naked, one of two things must happen. Either sex would be the only topic, everything directed towards prurient themes and activities. Or, at the other extreme, the nudity would eventually cease to be stimulating and interest in sexual activities would wane or totally disappear. However, this is not at all what happened. We were all comfortable being nude and did not spend every second thinking about our lack of clothing. But, by no means, did we lose interest in sex. The twins could discuss their business classes and become very excited about their future plans. (They planned to go directly for MBAs the next year after they graduated.) I could talk about my research or what classes I expected to be teaching the next fall without my tongue hanging out at the lovely view. But all three of us could instantly go to an arousing topic and bring immediate sexual excitement to everyone. › Continue reading

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Eternal Acquiescence

Liz surreptitiously peered over the book she was reading to watch the little blonde on the floor. She rarely got the opportunity to just sit and admire Jade because the woman hardly ever stopped moving. If she wasn’t bustling about the house to do something for the children or her mistress, she was busy at some other small task. Liz slowly lowered the book to her lap and felt the tension in her neck and shoulders fall away as she watched her girl measure and mark different pieces of glass.

Jade was so focused on the pattern and multiple panes of glass surrounding her that she never noticed her mistress putting down the book she’d been reading and reaching for the camera. Lost in her own little world of color, light, texture and a vision, Jade traced and scored each piece of glass to suit the pattern she’d designed. Soft scraping and clinking sounds competed with her gentle humming and the current song on the radio while the overhead fan blew wisps of her golden blonde hair back and forth along her forehead. › Continue reading

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Under Your Control Scene 03

He lay on the chesterfield, lazily smoking a cigarette and slowly sipping the aged merlot. He watched her as she slept; curled on her side on the rug, in front of the fireplace, remaining exactly in the position he had told her to take. She had been disappointed when he had untied her but it had been a necessary lesson for both of them. She had to learn that the lure of her body was resistible. He smiled, for it was a lesson he too must learn.

The curves of her body fascinated him. The sweep of her back that disappeared into the full, plump cheeks of her bottom begged to be stroked. The exaggerated flare of her hips that tapered into soft smooth thighs haunted his thoughts even when he was apart from her. She stirred slightly and her arm slipped giving him a glimpse of the full breasts and proud nipples that he loved to suck. The reflected glow of the flames tinged her creamy white skin with an orange glow and turned her nipples a dark, deep red. He knew that if he reached out a hand it would take only a single caress to bring her responsive body back to full arousal. › Continue reading

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Twelve Nights Ch. 04

Part 4.

Mandy stumbled to the kitchen butt naked. The scent of coffee lured her from her bed. She had the good ache that comes from too much sex making her legs wobble slightly. Coffee cup, then pour, then cream and sugar, then open eyes. Damn. Three perfect roses in a vase; a chocolate éclair nearly a foot long and oozing fresh whipped filling; and that little envelope with a lipstick imprint over the fold. She wiped the last drop of cream from the side of her mouth as her hands opened the card – better to know what was coming, after all. › Continue reading

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What’s Next

All the things I am going to write about are true. The names have been changed because my Master told me to change them.

Several months ago, I met my Master in a chat room. It seemed he had the attention of the ladies in the room, so at first I didn’t think he noticed me. While others threw themselves at him, I was more reserved. Soon he began talking about things I had some knowledge about and we started talking. We didn’t start out talking sexually, although he always seemed to be flirting with the women in the room. We just ended up in more and more private conversations. When I finally gave him my phone number, I never expected him to call. He just didn’t seem like he was interested in that. › Continue reading

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The Riding Academy

Bobby Garfield was taking a walk around the property he had inherited from his grandmother. It was an old farm with a large stone farmhouse, a large wooden barn with stables underneath. It had been almost completely restored, but as a computer consultant, he had little time for country living.

He kind of liked living in the big city and the variety of women it offered. He had trouble envisioning running a computer consulting business, an hour and a half away from Philadelphia, or trying to find suitable dates and excitement here in the country. The decision to put the farm up for sale was an easy one. › Continue reading

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The Door

Sara and Michael had a quiet and serene marriage for the past 3 years. Michael was a lawyer in a corporate law firm and Sara was a librarian. They spent holidays at their family’s houses. They went on vacations twice a year. They owned a nice house in a suburb of New York City.

Sara went out with her friends, Missy and Claire. Claire was married to a doctor and liked to go to parties. When Sara and Claire were in college together, Claire was a slut and loved to admit that to anyone who asked. Missy was in love since high school and had three children and 12 years of marriage before her 30th birthday. The ladies ordered drinks and by the 3rd round, Claire asked, “Has anyone else experienced a slump in the bedroom department. Derek has barely enough energy to kiss me when he gets home from the hospital. I’m thinking of taking a lover.” She was matter of fact about her decision and Sara’s eyebrow shot upwards. › Continue reading

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The Geisha and the Cowboy

“This story is inspired by real events and contains a lot of elements that transcend any one theme.

First time, interracial, bdsm, anal, non-consent/reluctance, group, and cigarette smoking!

Due to the smoking content no one under 18 should read this.

Excuse any grammatical errors I may have overlooked.

Writing is my hobby not my life and I devoted all the time to this one story I can afford for the moment.”

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As unreal as it seemed, especially to Tristan, Ren had entered his life straight from his wettest dreams. In fact she was even better looking. Ren’s father was a global investment broker who traveled the world before he met her mother. Ren was now twenty-two years of age and had grown into the product of the best of the east and the west. At two inches over five feet she weighed five pounds over a hundred… if she were wearing all of her clothes… and maybe a couple of big combat boots for her little feet. Her raven black hair fell like a curtain of black silk weaving a night sky on a summers night, framing features that were a blend of almond shaped eyes and olive colored skin. › Continue reading

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Teaching Lynn Ch. 02

I left Lynn resting well in my bed, as I went off to work. I had left her a note saying that my crew would be starting on her kitchen tomorrow and that she would need to go home and get some things, as she would be staying with me for a few days. To add a little twist, I left her another note with some instructions and what time I would return.

The second note I had left for her, instructed her to first go downstairs and take a shower, then she was to go to the dungeon, find the items I had left for her, and to put them on. I then told her I would be returning about six that night, and that she was expected to be ready. › Continue reading

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