The more I convince myself that I understand my life, the more I realize that it's a bunch of crap. I don't have a stinking clue as to what's going on. Hell, I don't know what's going on in the lives of my parents, sister or even my best friends. Ever since I came back to Rhode Island for the Christmas Holiday, I've been buried up to my neck working at the...
I'd been doing odd jobs for my ex wife, Laura, in my spare time recently -- she's my ex and we are still good friends but we occasionally still played together when the mood took us, often reliving in fantasy; talk about our past adventures together (we had a domme/cuck relationship). Her favourite being hearing about me sucking another guys cock, whilst my...
Chapter 2: A Soft Touch A soft touch on my back woke me. Light streamed in from the open windows. I could hear a lawn mower nearby. I rolled over and came face to face with Nick. Smiling, he said, "You ready for more?" I shifted closer to him and nuzzled downwards so my head was resting on his chest. My ever-growing cock pushing up against his side was enou...
I always try to get out to exercise while I am traveling for work. This is typically done by getting in light runs. It also the added benefit of helping me get familiar with the place I am visiting. Work brought me to upstate New York this one particular week... First though, a little about me. I am a pretty fit, married, 35 year old, just over 6 foot, 180...
My girlfriend, Amber, and I returned to my dorm room with a friend of mine, Drew, after a party. We were all kind of drunk, and I could tell Amber was up to something. She usually gets pretty mischievous when she's had a few. "That sure was a fun party. But I don't think the fun has to end just yet," Amber giggled as she twirled around in my room. Drew an...
Bad Violet!! Very bad Violet. I know, some of you are probably pissed at me. How dare I keep you waiting for this damn long!!!!! Trust me, I am more disappointed in myself!! I let a lot of things get in the way of my characters and their stories. But trust and believe, I will work harder at doing my best at getting back to you the readers. If not for you I...
Peter kept thinking about his first time during the drive to Mark's apartment. He and Janna had been dating for two years, gradually progressing from tongue kissing to mutual masturbation. The last time, in the back seat of his dad's Suburban, he'd pulled her panties down, then eaten and fingered her to orgasm. She'd given him a great blow job. After he'd c...
Special Forces Captain learns love in prison; so does wife They say it just take one fuck-up to ruin a perfect score, and I kept hearing that in the back of my mind as I ran over the sand dunes, damning myself for getting separated from my team! Bullets hitting around me, spitting up little yellow geysers of sand, and behind me the chunk-a sound of AK-47s l...
I freaked when I saw my reflection in Master Mike's bathroom mirror. I was a catastrophe. Dried saliva clung to my face. My hair was messed up and wet with perspiration. My lips were dry, some chafing appeared on my neck and chest, my cock and balls hung limply in their withdrawn state and I felt the deep after burn sensation as the result of being fully sod...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Yeah, sure, man, you're just mad you can't jump like me," Mark said as his bike bounded over some roots ahead of me. I wheeled around them and skidded to a stop. "I just don't want to," I grumbled, wiping sweat from my forehead. Mark stopped easily and shot me a grin. "Y...