RiskyVenture

  When My Son Showed To Up My Work         My boss at the brothel, Yen, was a raven haired beauty, and one of my favorite playthings. Don't get me wrong. I was a literal whore, and she was my boss. But boss or not, she enjoyed my touch every bit as much as the next person. And so, that night, like on many other nights, you could find her sipping wine at my side, as my hands roamed freely along her body.  I was caressing her lovely ass when I saw something that made me do a double-take. Then, smirking, I found myself looking at my 18-year-old Son, Steven, as he stared at me running my hand up and down my boss's ass.  “And what, exactly, are you doing here young man?” I tried to sound angry, but failed. I was too amused. I mean, the more I thought about it, the more I should have known that him knowing where his Mom worked, meant that he also knew exactly where he could go for amazing, anytime he wanted sex. And with just a swipe of a cre...

  The Privacy Fence (PT1)           When I first met my Husband, I knew he was perfect for me. On top of being a loving, caring, and all around great guy; he also understood that he was marrying a woman who was pretty close to sexually insatiable. Early in our relationship we started swinging, and swinging led to roleplaying, and then getting into rope play, and eventually a host of other fetishes as well. By the time we were a few years into our marriage, we already had very high reputations among multiple kink communities.  That didn’t change when I got pregnant and we had our first children. If anything, it just added popularity and kinks to the list. It started with everyone referring to me as Mommy and talking about how I would be a MILF soon, and it escalated when I admitted to my Husband how much I liked being called Mommy by play partners, and he almost came in his pants.  A few kids and a whole bunch of filthy role...