I was lying on my side, while Chris lay fully stretched out with his legs crossed, obviously to prevent any leakage from his arse onto the couch. So thoughtful. I had lit up another fag and we lay there chit chatting about nothing. I then asked him if he was ok and when he had last had two cocks up him. He told me he was ok and that he has never had two cock...
I drove in time after time as Les was moaning loudly. I felt myself starting to shoot and buried my cock balls deep and held it in place as Les hole spasmed around my fat black cock. I filled his ass till it was oozing out around my cock. I told Will to look in the nightstand to his right and hand me the small dildo and lube it up. I withdrew my cock and q...
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!...
This is my first time trying to write.. All feedback will be appreciated.. This story is fiction but it is about a fantasy of mine.. something I truly want played out in real life.. We met on a singles site. Bi-curious MWM iso Bi MWM to be my first. You responded and we emailed for a while, then took it to chat and exchanged pics. We seemed like old frie...
Barry straightened his tie and headed down the hall to the spacious office occupied by Craig and Shelly, the married couple who ran the marketing company where Barry was Director of Operations. Barry was second only to them and it was time for his biannual review. No matter how many times he had been through these reviews, Barry's stomach was always in knots...
I couldn't believe it! You enter the room with my wife, Michelle, she looks at me laying on the bed, my hard cock standing in the air and smiles! I stammer to say something, but nothing comes out. You smile and wink at me, and turn toward her. At 5-1" she only comes up to your chest. You slide her coat down off her shoulders and I'm surprised to see she's n...
I have always been a very tightly-wound guy. As a kid I had to be good in class, in college I was one of the best on campus and at work, I toiled harder than anyone around me. I am also a very introverted guy and can't speak to people about my problems, a trait that has caused me to bottle up a lot of anger and misery inside of me. My story starts on a Wedn...
I was going to call this by another name, but figured, what the hell? It is a fantasy. I may as well fantasize about the real man. Several years ago my now deceased wife had met the man on the Internet and went to his Sacramento home to meet him. She was appalled at the state of his housekeeping, to the point that it took her most of two days just to clean h...
"What did you have in mind?" he asked timidly over his drink. "I was thinking I'd make it a surprise," I replied. He looked off into the distance and pondered a while. His name was Taylor and I'd been chatting him up for the last hour or so. We were sitting by ourselves in a booth at this bar, the name of which I hadn't bothered to commit to memory. I don'...
Located on the bottom floor of the library at the midwestern university I attended was an excellent bathroom to meet for some quick sex. It had a single stall and a single urinal and sink. It also had two entrance doors, separated by about 4 feet, at its entrance—so there was always a warning when someone was coming in, because the first door would bang open...