Analplay

Author's Note: Story length 4600+ words. Pleased to receive comments or constructive criticism. Hope you like it. Ellie kicked off her shoes, stripped out of her work clothes and slipped into a dressing gown. She had just got home from work. Later she would have a shower but for the moment she just wanted to relax. It was Friday evening and she was looking forward to having a relaxing weekend. It had been a very busy day at work and she just wanted to switch off. Usually at weekends she would go out with friends but this weekend she was just going to ‘chill’ at home. ...

Author's Note: This is my first story with male on male. I am not an english major so please be nice with the grammar comments. Chapter 1 - Boredom and Randomness It was beautiful and sunny Friday morning. Golden beams of light cascaded across the hardwood floor and slowly creped across until it worked up the frame of the bed and snaked into the eyelids of J. Grunting and bringing his hands from the blanket he reached up to his face and slowly wiped his eyes and coaxed a tired set of eyelids open. This was the first day of a well earned four day weekend, and J really needed the break from work and the stresses associated with it. The bed felt empty as he was newly single, and adjusting to this new life, ...

Author's Note: Strange story. Maybe hard to read. For several reasons Part 1 Past The girls were somewhere in the kitchen, when the sedative began to take hold. It was odorless and airborne. Dana and Alexa had already inhaled the effective dose when eventually … ‘I feel dizzy.’ ‘Don’t wet your pants. It’s just the adrenaline.’ ‘No. Really.’ Dana sighed. ‘You can’t be serious. Come on. We haven’t found anything of value.’ ...

Author's Note: Was it a surreal dream or bizarre reality? You decide. I found a fairly convenient parking space early Friday evening, just a couple of blocks from the Benedum theatre where I was to meet friends in about an hour for a performance of “Wicked.” I thought I’d stop into a small sidestreet bar for a couple of quick ones before showtime. It was a particularly dark and sleazy place. Almost a retro throwback to a 50’s dive bar out of a film noir, only without the blue haze of cigarette smoke.It was though I walked through some twilight zone time portal, even the hefty female bartender was a retro garbed artifact from 70 years back. I ordered a hardboiled 50’s rye straight, with a short draft. No miniature folding parasols in this joint.She gave me disturbingly sinister smile when she sat down my drink and ignored my my attempts at small talk.The rye was firey and raw going down and I ordered another and thats when I started feeling peculiar.I downed the second drink quickly hoping it would knock away my sudden discomfort but thats all I remembered till I awoke briefly in the heavy Mercedes.We seemed to be on 5th Avenue heading toward Oakland. The interior of the black Mercedes was a gaudy red leather. The heavyset men on both sides of me wore black suits and dark glasses. I passed out again. Next I woke up and was strapped to a gurney and being wheeled down what looked like a long corridor in a hospital. Had I been injured? I felt heavy and weak. Two white coated orderlies pushed the gurney into an elevator and we seemed to be descending down an endless number of levels. I passed out again. ...

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: 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.) ...

Author's Note: I posted this a while back on another site. Just shaped it up a bit and figured I’d post it here for your enjoyment! Hank watched as the college co-eds filed into the room. He concentrated to keep from staring too hard as set after set of youthful breasts, firm buttocks, and nice long legs went passed him. He had to keep them comfortable, for just a little longer, and then they would all be his. ...

Author's Note: This part 2 of my weekend as a sex slave but can be read as a stand alone. Some of this is true mixed with fantasy. Enjoy First night. “Come on, please”. I pleaded. Kelly responded. “It’s my weekend and your my slave” I knew that, that my only way out was to use the safe word, but that wasn’t really an option. It’s just that I hated that dam bed. ...

Author's Note: I wrote this a few years ago, intending to polish and expand on it a bit more, but it works standalone. If I get around to it, I might write a sequel with the main character, and possibly the shop lady will re-appear as well. This story is purely fictional. Consent is dubious, but this is merely a fantasy. Please practise safe, sane and consensual sex. Christine looked both ways before slipping an item into her purse. She felt a small rush of adrenaline as she quietly walked towards the exit of the store. She’d shoplifted for a while now to combat the increasing boredom of her normal daily routine. This was the first time she’d stolen anything in a sex shop though, she was only recently allowed to go in here having just turned 18 the previous week. She’d been blushing heavily when she entered the store, and in order to get an obstructed view of the register, she’d had to go all the way to the back of the store. Getting there, she hadn’t even looked at the cover of the dvd she pilfered. That wasn’t important. Getting that adrenaline high was. She’d almost gotten out when she heard a female voice behind her. ...

Author's Note: Here is part 1 to a little story I came up with. Part 2 coming in the next week. I’d love feedback and ideas for part 2. I will leave my email unmasked for readers to respond. Part 1 Background: I am a 18 year old boy, tight virgin ass, 6'4, exploring my kinks. I met a mistress online who said she is willing to introduce me to the world of kink. ...