PART 1 I had a crush on Gloria since I was 11 and met her the first time. Her then-husband worked for my folks’construction company, and I met her at 4th of July BBQ they had. Gloria is blond, large- breasted, nice round ass just beggin to be patted, luscious lips to kiss (or do other things), and gorgeous. She and her ex were also friends with my older sister, and when she got married, they were at the reception. Gloria was dressed to “the nines”, tight blouse with just a bit of cleavage, tight skirt hugging that delicious ass, hose, and stiletto heels. The heels made her taller than her husband, which ws one of the issues causing their marital discord. Her husband just wanted to sit and drink, Gloria wanted to dance, and other than me, there were no unattached males. So, her husband asked me to dance with her. It was heaven on earth. Holding her close, feeling her memorable boobs against my chest, wowza! Couple of time we even kinda rubbed crotches, and twice, she rubbed her ass against my crotch. Yep, it gave me an instant hard-on. Fast forward about 5 years, I was now 21, and out on the town with friends celebrating my 21st birthday. ...

Author's Note: Warning this story contains scenes of rape, bondage, female dom and men being denied orgasm. You have been warned. “Mayday, Mayday. This is Commander Craven of the Starfighter X32. Hull breach; require emergency assistance in sector 85k94,” the message rang out over the emergency receiver. Captain Belle checked her scanners. This was in her area and, with no other ships nearby, it was up to her. She entered the course and made way to the area of the stricken vessel hoping to find Craven alive. ...

Author's Note: (The following is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people and places are coincidental.) Love and lust are strange things. Most teenage girls develop carnal attraction and fall in love in the usual way: Meet a nice boy, get to know each other, build trust, seal the deal with a kiss, and consummate the deal with sex, then get married and live happily ever after. My love and lust story however is quite different the norm, and to many, may seem immoral and socially unacceptable. But the heart wants what the heart wants, and I will not let the social norm deter my love for him. The following is my true story of love and sex with someone whom I never thought would fall for so strongly in love with. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story submitted to Utopia Stories. I hope you enjoy it and look forward to future updates and twists! Chapter 1 Well, it had finally arrived. After a week of anxiously waiting my first sex toy had arrived in the mail! This came as quite the relief as my entire family including myself were to leave on a vacation the following day. I quickly picked up my box and headed towards my bedroom to examine my newly arrived toy. ...

Author's Note: If you never act to realize a fantasy it will never happen, if you do you may be surprised. 1. Advertising Justin’s home was a mess; he seldom put things away, he only washed dishes when there were no clean ones left, and he only picked up his dirty laundry and washed it when he had nothing left to wear. Perhaps this was in reaction to his upbringing; his parents had been neat freaks; their house was always dusted and clean and everything put tidily away in its proper place. ...

When I was a teenager I read a paperback novel that was all about bondage adventures on a Mediterranean Island. Ever since I have fantasised about being tied up. However this was to remain a fantasy limited to reading bondage stories and looking at bondage videos on the Internet. But this was all to change a few months ago and my fantasies were to become a reality. It all started when the company I worked for closed down and I found myself out of work. As I needed to eat I looked for a new job. I found one in the city. But getting there every day would involve a long trip from where I lived so decided to move to an apartment nearer the CBD. It is not a grand place but it’s one I can afford and it has a small balcony with a pleasant outlook over a park. After work a couple of days after I moved in I was waiting for the elevator to go up to my new abode when a couple of girls walked up. The door opened and the three of us went in. ...

Chapter 1 January 19, 2014 6am Heather Kern was extremely nervous and could not sleep, so she got out of bed early this morning, as this was the day set by the fantasy football league for all losers to start their one week of slavery. Heather was a pure dominatrix and she had never served as a slave, but as she lost in the league and also a personal bet to Racheal Smith, she and her two slaves (her husband Robert and her lesbian lover Sue) were going to be serving two weeks of no limit slavery. ...

Author's Note: Hope people enjoy this one! Please rate and comment! People began to leave the bar as the night dragged on. The bar had been abuzz all night, drawing in a crowd from all across the small coastal town to celebrate the new year. Elliot sat in the corner sipping his drink. Guilted into submission by his family, he left his university dorm 50 miles away to come home for Christmas through to the new year. Everyone he knew had either moved -and stayed- away or were off celebrating with their family. His relatives, however, were at some sophisticated party that very much wasn’t his scene, leaving him alone, an outsider in his own hometown. ...

Author's Note: Yes, this is fiction, sort of. It is a real fantasy and described as a fantasy - I guess it is non-fiction.:) (Although Hank and Janet might be surprised at that.) Hank had a weird situation. He was going on a vanilla date with a Domme while cyberly serving one far away. (Yes, they knew of each other.) It was a usual date except he was in a FemDom chastity device and she understood why he wouldn’t try to get in her pants. (For those unfamiliar with it the FemDom is low security. Real low. But if taken off without authorization it was almost impossible to put back on without even a cheap webcam showing he had cheated. It was really all he needed.) ...

My Princess is at class. It is late and the kids are already in bed. I am downstairs doing what any guy would do in my situation… browsing Tumblr. I am locked up. Over a week now with no release. Every little thing makes me think of what I can’t do… and staring at pictures of what I can’t do make me want it even more. Suddenly, the sound of my phone, her text-tone, brings my attention away from the computer screen. “Go get a chair from the kitchen and bring it downstairs.” An odd request, but certainly not anything to question. I do so and reply that it is done. After a few minutes, a second text comes in, “Lock the bedroom door and strip.” ...