When I walk into the bar there are only a handful of people inside. The bartender gives me a grin and a nod; guess that happens when you're a regular. The waitress comes over to take my order and I admire her uniform. This place is attached to a very nice hotel, so the waitress's uniform is a cross between professional and slutty. For some reason, that turns...
Chapter 2 – The Next Day The next morning, Joe left early for work and I didn't have an appointment until late in the day. So, I lounged around, looking at his DVD collection. In a small box, I found his porn stash. It was a nice selection of compilation DVD's. About twenty in all, most were straight cum shot movies, but there were four bi movies. All were...
Another night rubbing my cock and dreaming of my master. It had been a week since he had taken me and I couldn't get him out of my mind. I was jerking off almost constantly thinking about his black cock in my mouth and ass. All I wanted was his cock, it consumed me. I was shaving all over every other day just hoping against hope he would come over. Afer anot...
Chapter 03: The last time together Once back from dinner, I had Joe strip and bend over the back of his couch. I carefully removed the large butt plug from his ass, his hole remained gaping open. I quickly dropped my shorts, coated my cock in baby oil and slide it into his wide open ass. His anal walls adjusted to my cock and he groaned as I slide deeply in...
Thanks to all who have commented on my previous stories. I will try to make this one longer and go into details. Do tell me if you liked this one for not. Suggestions are always welcome. *** After my first time with Daddy, we regularly had sex, mostly at my place. He would come to my house when I was alone and make me his bitch. He loved to see me dressed...
My decision to continue the affair is not a clear cut one. In the past, I never would have considered myself the sort of person who would cheat on their mate. On the other hand, I continued to play out the events of our first night together in my head, and all the things that I could still yet do to you... In the end, I knew I had to have you again. The f...
The next day was Saturday and Bob and Brenda were gone all day. When they returned that evening, Brenda was carrying a bag and she had a grin on her face when she held it up. I just about came right then and there. She has that flowing dishwater blonde hair, blue eyes, the cutest face and a body other girls would kill to have. On this day, Brenda had her hai...
Hello! My name is Tristan Wood, or Triss as my friends and family like to call me. I'm 22 years year old, recent college graduate, and unemployed. Right now I'm living with my old man Harry Wood, he's a thickset man in his late 40s. Though, pops has been living in constant sadness since mom passed away seven years ago. At first, he barely bothered to do anyt...
Author's Note: This story is all about spandex and focuses a lot on the "dressing up" portion of play, as it is the author's favorite. Just a heads up. Happy reading! ***** There were two things I was absolute certain about myself when it came to my personal sexual pleasure. One was that I had an incurable desire to wear, see, and feel spandex. That much...
It was a depressing time, as my wife Anna was going through hell at work and brought it home each and every night. We needed her income, she made due with the work problems, but they carried over to the bedroom. We hardly ever made love, once every three months at best. It was depressing. Oh, there was Mr. Hand, and he did a nice job when I needed him t...