This story is about a married man who lets his wife watch him with another man. ............ I could sense Kara's fear as we sat in the hotel room. It was oozing out of her pores while she sat perched on the edge of the bed, dressed in the soft yellow silk nightie and matching robe that made her bronze skin seem even more sultry and provocative than usual....
8===> Bacon, eggs, hash browns, & a side of 'Why won't you fuck me?' Josh shifted almost imperceptibly in the bed as he felt the warmth on his cheek. Squinting through the slit of his partially open left eye, he realized a morning sun beam was peeking between a small gap in the heavy window coverings and had found his face. He didn't want to disturb the c...
I. I could feel the heat of his shaft inside; its sultry shivering mass filling me up - I could feel a steady warmth spreading from it, and the skin of my spine responding with atomic quivers. I almost begged for the moment to last just a few moments more; but did not complain when it moved onwards. It had taken mere seconds for our bodies to wrap around e...
Nathan turned and looked at his clock. It was barely 3am and he was just lying there looking at the ceiling. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop thinking about his session with Ryan and Jack. He put his hands under the blanket to feel his cocks prison and attempt to get some relief, but it was useless. When he tried to play with himself his cock jus...
This is my first attempt at erotic writing - I would really really love any feedback or constructive criticism! A three-sport athlete all through high school, and a captain of my college's club rugby team, I've always been in good physical shape. At 6"1', 200 lbs, I've got the build of a linebacker – big chest, solid legs, broad shoulders – generally mu...
May 14th, 1969 was a day that Kenny Holmes would never forget, and not because it happened to be his 18th birthday either. It was a day that he had been looking forward to for quite some time, and the anticipation was making his heart race as the bus neared the end of the route. Kenny got off the bus a block before his destination because he didn't want to...
Chapter Thirty - How to Cure Performance Anxiety - A Short Guide Could Aron tell he was nervous? His friend closed his hand over Carter's, and all he could do was to think of the warmth he was feeling. It was not exactly like they were holding hands, and there was some room between them on the back seat, while the taxi driver seemed more preoccupied with wa...
He likes to think he's getting used to it, as much as anybody can get used to knowing what's going on in someone else's head. But if Andy and Connie don't cut out their little "will-they-won't they pining for each other" act soon, Henry's tempted to stage an intervention. He really doesn't want to have to do that, not least because he doesn't think Connie wa...
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Me and my best friend would Skype each other since we finished high school. I was now doing computing in college while he started work straight away in a diner somewhere a few towns away from where I lived. This meant we couldn't really hang out as much as we used to. It was in about 10th grade that I came out, and my best friend did about two months after I...