*** "--------------------------" Chapter One: Home Alone with a Statute "--------------------------" Janie was home alone. Her husband was off on another lengthy business trip and she was so horny that at times she could not think straight. She stayed in bed and started rubbing her breasts. It felt so good that it was almost like being with her man on a...
It's not that I hate my husband, on the contrary. He does annoy me sometimes. His inability to stand up for himself at work, at home. However, when we're out and about, amongst our friends, shopping, or amongst strangers, he has the tendency to put me down. We've discussed before that it aggravates me to no end. That he should be respectful to me at all...
My father loves to keep the yard well maintained. He enjoys brining his coworkers and buddies home and showing it off. Naturally we have a grounds keeper. His name is Mr. Lynne. He is a pleasant older gentleman from Australia who I must admit does a very nice job. Still, one man can’t oversee everything. Dad liked to watch the men work and give instructions...
Oh my god! I'm naked except for a pair of slutty fire truck red platform high heels, you know the kind you call 'fuck me shoes'. I'm on a bed with David this great looking black guy and Saul, his white gay curly brown hair partner, with the dashing goatee, kind of a Jewish swashbuckler thing going with that goatee. Saul and David are built tall and solidly m...
A few years back I was at the beginning of my "bi curious" days and had only a few quick experiences with another unexperienced guy and we just jerked each other's cocks, but the thrill of being naked and performing a taboo act like that was extremely exciting as before that I had only fantasized about doing something bisexual, but that only lead to jerking...
This story is 100% true. I've known I was bi for a long time but had never had the chance to act on it. I look at gay porn all the time when alone, I masturbate to it, and recently started...toying...for the first time based on the suggestion of an article I had read. I'm glad I did because there's no feeling quite like having something up your ass while j...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...
PART 2 About 30 minutes later I was working with Joe, a tall somewhat middle eastern looking man. Very hot, lean but very muscular. Fred and Steve were moving in the family room furniture and we found ourselves alone in my mother's bedroom. This time I was the one who needed to take a leak, and I didn't close the door. I was hoping Joe would come take a loo...
I really couldn't tell if Joe was going take me or not. He had the look about him, that he wanted a fuck, but sometimes that could be deceiving. All I knew is that seeing him again I was raving for it remembering how it was the last time we met. He didn't make any moves or suggestions though when he popped by having made all his deliveries in the Iceland ho...
"Are you one of them?" Jeremy asked. I raised my gaze from his crotch to his face. I heard what Jeremy asked but I didn't know what he meant. It's not like I knew Jeremy all that well. I had just started at the warehouse a few weeks before. My main job was packing orders on skids, but if there was a lull, I'd be sent to perform inventories or just sweep of...