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This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...
All participants are over 18. ***** Andy was having trouble getting it up and it was all Winston's fault. Here was Mary-Ann, a beautiful girl he'd been trying to fuck for weeks, laying naked in his bed and he was soft as a sponge. That afternoon, Andy had met Winston for one of their regular sessions. Andy was Winston's alpha and Winston was an omega mal...
This is the state I was in anyway, when I had to get on the plane to come home, not feeling too sad to be doing so, remembering all of this, the whole trip, but those moments of nakedness and sex, at the beach, in the house, the three of us naked and aroused, going to bed together, too tired to sleep, tangled up in each other, laying, sitting, rolling over,...
Straight German Cycle Cop Is Turned * I suppose I am not surprised. Inside I always know, but I do not know I know. I am always thinking of myself as einem männlichen Mann--as you say, "a man's man." Proud of myself. I am 178 cm--in American 5-feet-10 and 87 kilos--190 pounds. I was not the biggest bulle on the police force, but as an Autobahnpolizei, Ger...
Chapter 81: Undersight A cloudy, wondrous lion trots about the wide-open spaces of the wavering green. His huge, fluffy mane billows about the winds as he sniffs about the air, detecting a delightful aroma that draws his tongue out, and across his chops. The lion looks, and sees a bright wisp of a blue and white butterfly wafting up and down in the abstrac...
"It's ok, little one, you have time for a nap," Mr. Hamad pulled me into his side as we inched down La Cienega in the back of a chauffeured Mercedes heading for the airport. I still wasn't feeling right, but anxiety drains my energy. I'd calmed down a bit. He had sent me off to the shower by myself. I scrubbed away the guilty feelings. When I finished, I'd...
Song references are to Rum, Thunderbird, by Tom Robinson. _______________________________________________________ She's gone. I flex my right hand, and vow to change the sheets in the morning. Tomorrow, Dan'll be in my bed, and not going home. That's a bit more than a hobby. Still, seeing Laura in a month, having at that lush curvy arse that she's made...
Chapter 57: Gracious Fate "Nnnhhh..." Syrinx stirs weakly in the bed. She can feel a lukewarm press on her forehead. Her body is so weak and shaky, not to mention abnormally hot. "God, finally..." Came Kevin's voice. Syrinx opens her eyes and looked to the side to see her boyfriend by her side. "You've been out for 3 hours, I couldn't wake you up." "I see...
It's usually the same thing every time: after our workout, we'll hit the locker room, and Zane will head into the showers while I'll hang back to stretch. Zane will sing through a full song before he gets out of the shower, and by then, I will have stretched sufficiently. It's our unofficial routine. However, after thinking about him so intensely last night,...