A Better Man Than I

Hi, my name is Veronica, and I'm back with another story about how I torture my husband. We live in a 24/7 tease and denial relationship. I keep him locked in a stainless steel chastity cage. About once a week, I chain him to the bed and teasingly masturbate him with my right hand for a couple of hours. About once a month, at the end of his edging session, I stroke him to an orgasm. Meanwhile, he eats my pussy whenever I'm in the mood. I do reward him for his effort. For every orgasm I have by his mouth, I allow him to gently caress my ample tits for two seconds. He has to accumulate a minute of time before I'll allow him to caress them. 30 orgasms for a minute of gentle caresses. Yes, I enjoy the way my husband worships my tits. Because he worships my tits, the only times I let him see them is when I'm edging him and when I'm torturing him. My tits make edging him so much easier since it takes him longer to calm down. As far as torturing him, well I feel he deser

Later that evening, the two men lounged on the couch, two demolished pizza boxes stacked on the coffee table among scattered napkins, pepper flakes, and parmesan packets. A two-litre of cherry Coke—or what used to be cherry Coke, anyway—sat next to it. Adam sipped from his highball glass, the ice clinking lightly against the side, and let out a sigh of satisfaction. The whiskey and Coke combo hit the spot perfectly after a huge, cheese-heavy dinner. He patted his bulging belly and belched. "Fuckin' ew, dude!" Miles yelled, scooting further down the couch. Adam cackled and blew air in Miles' direction, prompting Miles to deflect with a pillow—which was immediately hucked in Adam's direction. Adam yelped as he moved to protect his drink, and a splash of cold liquid slopped over the side and landed directly in his pubes, splattering his dick. "Ah! Ah! Cold!" Adam yelped, setting his glass on the coffee table. He hopped to his feet and danced around, dropl

Thursday night as Sue and I were making dinner she told me she thanked Gail for the hot night, and morning, of sex. Gail laughed, said you're welcome and asked if she should expect a bouquet of roses from me. Gail also told her that she and Tom spoke with Sean. He was bright red with embarrassment when they explained they knew what he had been doing. Gail and Tom explained they were not mad or judging him. They said they loved him no matter what, whether it was just a phase, he was bi or if he was gay. Sean said he wasn't gay but that he just wasn't good with girls or just hadn't met any he was comfortable with. Gail and Tom stressed the importance of safety and to keep their group small. Sean said no problem it was just the four of them and begged them not to tell the other guys parents. Quickly they responded that was not their place or their intention. As a matter of fact, to make sure Sean and his friends had a safe place he was welcome to use the basement anytime

In my writing career here at Lit I never thought my stories would be so popular, let alone I'd be taking requests, but here I am. A couple of my readers asked to have my story told, but from Julie's perspective. It was a difficult story to write; to see myself through someone else's eyes and I did not want to have a repeat of everything, plus I had to have Julie's input. But I feel I was able to accomplish it and make a nice blend from my original story, and how it came together from Julie's point of view. For those of you who are new to my stories, this follows along with chapters 6 and 7 of The Office Hottie, and I recommend reading those first. I hope you enjoy. = = = = = = = = = = It was a bright, warm sunny day, deliveries were light, and Julie was in a great mood. Such a beautiful day and she was looking forward to this particular stop on her route. There were several drop points she had to visit to pick up or deliver packages in this building, and many of t

A new turn in my life. One of the things I love about younger guys, is even after shooting their loads, their cocks still stay somewhat hard. Jack's cock in my ass, stayed nice and hard so he started to slowly move his hips forcing his cock to push his cum out of my ass. Bob said, "don't waste it." Jack stopped, reached over, grabbed a towel and as his cock slipped out of my ass he replaced it with the towel. I climbed out of the jacuzzi, Bob stood up and followed me into my bedroom. I climbed onto my bed on my hands and knees wiggling my ass in the air. Bob knelt down on the floor right next to the bed, grabbed my ass cheeks as I let the towel fall. He smashed his face into my ass shoving his tongue up my ass sucking Jack's cum out. Jack came walking into the room, I thought I heard him talking to someone but wasn't sure as Bob was so good at sucking ass. When Bob was satisfied, he stopped and asked Jack who he was talking to. Jack grinned, looked at me and

Chapter 5 Something about being ridden that way by my own twin sister ... yeah, there's no feeling quite like it for taboo thrills. Vicky had me pinned and she bounced repeatedly on my pole, mounting me several times over as she enjoyed my cock balls deep inside her luscious gash. It was very wet, warm, and welcoming, that pussy of hers, as it engulfed my prick and encased it to the very base. I knew what Vicky wanted, or at least thought that I did ... until she surprised me by tagging Sofia. "Your turn ... I love my brother, even adore him, but let's not get me knocked up by my own twin, at least not yet. Each of us girls should get a chance to ride him, anyway ... not just suck him and sit on his face. Speaking of which... ," Vicky mischievously planted her cunt and ass right above my mouth so I could devour her. I could take a hint ... I went to town on my sister, munching on both of her holes and licking her taint for what it was worth. Vicky's snatch was r