The next day I was late, as we both expected. But about four minutes after I arrived, Sara came walking into class. "Miss Thompson?" Professor Samuels asked. "Yes Professor." She replied. "Why are we late today?" "I sort of over slept." "No Sara, you did over sleep, not sort of." "Yes Sir." Sara took her seat. The bell rang after class and I sat there...
Jasper felt so good as always. His warmth passive and constant inside me as he did what he always did when we fucked, he paused clutching my shoulders so tight in order to get a maximum penetration- leaning behind me as I was bent astride the kitchen table - with cushions heaped neatly beneath my front for my comfort. Jasper was always the considerate lover...
Dave stepped into his neighbor's darkened garage. It was cool and smelled of oil and grease. He smiled. An old red car with its hood up dominated the shadowy space. "Are they gone?" he asked as he walked along the side of the car, one big hand sliding along the curves of the vehicle. Pete stood up when he heard Dave's voice and smiled when he saw that the...
Lee's simple statement of intent derailed Marshall's entire thought process. In the back of his mind, he remembered the bet. But the prospect of being fucked was a temptation calculated to distract. Washing dishes wasn't so bad, was it? Surely worth the price of paradise. Damn, Lee knew him only too well. Marshall felt his resolve crumbling. "After I suc...
Recently, a gentleman e-mailed me about one of my stories. He asked what I would do, if my friend Brad actually propositioned me. Well, I hope this letter adequately answers his question, while entertaining a few other gentlemen. Dear Brad, Even though I act nonchalant, and pretend not to notice, I love your "inadvertent touches," and the kind "reassuranc...
I was horny. No doubt about it. The day started with a look at a surveyor outside my apartment--working his transit out in the street. He was a big, muscular guy who looked like he'd stretch me happy around his big cock. Any man with broad shoulders like those and pecs that bulged his t-shirt had to be hung. Fuck, what a body. Perfect. My apartment was clo...
*Hello everyone, this is my latest fantasy story, which I hope to become more than just a single chapter. This relies strongly on my fan feedback. It's discouraging when you get no feedback to your work, as some of you may know. It almost feels like you've wasted time. So, if you like this story and would like to see more, at the very least vote for it. At t...
(All characters are 18 years old or older.) Well, I promised that I'd post a new story as soon as I got 10 responses -- so here it is. Hope you all feel it was worth the wait :-) Note for this story: I have a thing about using fancy language in sex scenes (as you may have noticed in Ch. 4) -- I blame this on the first erotica I ever read, which were "class...
It had been a rough few weeks. I had been traveling non-stop and arrived at the airport for a convention and business meetings filling the whole week. My flight arrived on Saturday afternoon ahead of a Sunday evening dinner and convention starting Monday. It was a new town for me and, I thought, I might do some sightseeing Saturday afternoon and Sunday Morni...
My phone went off; a text. Marcus – "Back in town for the day. Bookstore?" It was Marcus. It had been awhile since I had seen him and to tell the truth, I was hoping he would get back to me. I texted him back. Me – "No. My place is better." No reply. Shit, maybe I had scared him off. Fuck it, I wanted some coffee. Took a shower; filled up my flask and h...