*So, onto chapter four, and something a little different both to appeal to the more rainbow oriented in my audience, and those just curious to try it out, as well as stretching out my own homosexually creative muscle. Enjoy!* ***** Usually, foxes aren't wanted on the farm because of the fact they take a liking to the taste of the animals. In this world how...
I feel the need to continue my story. As I indicated, there have been many sexual experiences since my first with Bruce Crawford, but I would like to recount a few memorable ones that continued my path to being a total cum slut whore. Yes, I became addicted to cock so much so that I felt the desire to suck as many cocks as I could. I began to gain a reputati...
I had been living at The Nest for a week. The move was a smart decision - besides saving my parents money on a dorm room for the summer, I wasn't looking for things to occupy my time and the eye candy wasn't bad either. Because the market wasn't quite there yet for "paternity" clothing, the residents and visitors regularly kept their shirts off at the mansio...
After the night of bathroom fucking, Ben and I did not talk about it at all. Our friend group still got together and partied. We had lots of hang out time around each other. He would show up with a few of his lacrosse playing buddies and the hot sorority girl he was currently banging but he was acting like his normal self. No one would have guessed how he li...
The following account of late 19th century sexual torment was taken from the journal of Daniel Nickels, the Captain of the brig Waccamaw during the Civil War. The journal was discovered hidden behind a wall during recent renovations at the Bellaire Plantation in Savannah, Georgia, where the Captain lived after the war. I surveyed the chamber for the upcomi...
Disclaimer: Although ages are not stated, all characters are intended to be 18 and over. This story is based in a world where STIs don't exist and women merely exist for comic relief and breeding purposes so please fuck responsibly and respect women. Lexxie =) Episode 01: Jay Does a Pilot I feel his balls tighten in my hand and the large, nine inch cock t...
I slide my tongue up the long leather shaft of his left boot. I've been cleaning them for what feels like hours, he hasn't said anything, except for the swift nudge from one boot to the other. Finally, he leans down, pushes my head away from him by my forehead, he catches my jaw, pushes two fingers into my mouth, the strong leather taste, moving my head so...
I consider Amsterdam as the highlight of my summer of 1970 high school-to-college gap year fuck trip around Europe. My parents had given me enough money for the trip down along the Rhine River from Bavaria to Amsterdam and then across to England, but I wanted a car too, so I did what I could to cover travel expenses by selling my ass to men along the way. I...
When i finished preparing for the evening, douching out my sissy cunt, shaving and lubing, i went out to the living room where Master was waiting and presented myself. Kneeling on the floor and putting my hands behind my back, i cast my eyes to the floor and waited. After a moment, Master got up and i heard him approach. He looked me over and ran his big, r...
When I first saw him, he was sitting on a park bench (and, no, he was not eyeing little girls with bad intent). He was reading a book. Later, I would come to understand that this was his default state. In this instance, the book was William Gibson's Neuromancer. I was pleased. Literate and sexy; the intellect and the libido are inseparable after all, or sho...