Ian was on a roll. With the second draft of lyrics well under way and the melody writing itself, he knew he'd finally gotten it. He'd finally written a love song to rival all love songs. Honest, pure, impossible to ignore: exactly what he was going for. Becca had to listen to this. She'd have no choice but to love him and allow herself to be loved in return....
Sometimes the simplest of questions require the greatest amount of preparation. "The golden question for this week the same as for last week?" "Yep," my boss answered. We were sitting in the office of the chief of station, the highest-ranking CIA agent in country, in the Nicosia, Cyprus, embassy and, as usual, I was trying to see if I could see anything a...
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!...
They continued to play cards and laugh and joke, but I was only vaguely aware of that on the periphery of my consciousness. The Cyborg cock in my ass pussy was all consuming, the way it had been positioned, with the cock 2 inches in my ass, the neck of the head which was only 6 inches or so around was just inside me and the small movements meant the ridge o...
Boat delivery Well, never thought I'd be telling this story. I'm Bill, 32, 5'10" good shape, I swim a lot. Married to Mindy, she delivered twins a year or so ago. We're schoolteachers, well, Mindy's taking time off. I grew up in a boating family. During the summer Mindy and I had a business delivering or moving boats up and down the coast. The smallest was...
The song "Kisses Sweeter than Wine" sprang to my mind, because that was what his kisses were. As far as I could tell in the dimly lit Blue Moon resort hotel room in Las Vegas, he was a young hunk, no older than I was. Most of the men in the room were older, a few probably twice or more my age. None were complete throwaways, but he was prime among them. And h...
Chapter Thirty-one - Happiness Practice Was Aron already back? He wondered, as he climbed the stairs two by two, with Taz happily prancing after him. He definitely hoped so, but stopped in front of the door to catch his breath. Aron was going to ask him why he had rushed up the stairs. He had no alternative reply for that. "It looks like for a while you'll...
I awoke in the morning to find I was still in the same position, Bruce was still spooning me from behind. I saw sunlight coming through the blinds and realized we must have slept for the rest of the night. I smirked as I felt Bruce's cock was hard with morning wood. I slowly disentangled myself, so as not to wake him up...yet. I lowered my head to his cock a...
Hey Guys! Here's the final chapter of The Insatiable Boy. It's a bit different from what I usually write, so I enjoyed leaning into that other side of these stories. This chapter contains more fantasy incest, felching, pussy-talk, snowballing and double penetration, apart from the usual raunchy stuff. Let me know what you guys think- I read every single comm...
Author's Note: Gets a little extreme, with pissing and extreme cum play involved towards the end. Thanks for reading. *** Saturday morning. What strange, lucid dreams I had. I opened my eyes and immediately groaned, disgusted by the nasty taste in my mouth. My head hurt and felt like it weighed a tonne. As I stumbled up, I felt a little sick... and insan...