I awoke once again with the salty yet sweet taste of cum in my mouth and immediately felt for my oil and seed coated ass. Now empty, it came back to life as I slid a finger into it. I was feeling so good I couldn't ask for more in my life. Getting fucked again and again by my two younger lovers, and being consumed by my new addiction to cum, I felt that I wa...
The Trip Begins When my wife and I moved back to Denver from Las Vegas, her mom and dad flew down to help us with the move. After a few days of packing, the moving van arrived and we basically got out of the way while the company loaded up the truck. While the movers were busy doing their thing, Edward and I dropped the girls off at the McCarran airport for...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
NOW There I sat staring so dejectedly at my mother's grave. I had needed to get away from everything and everyone, all they seemed to what to talk about was my fathers new bride, thus their new queen and potentially my new step mother! I had to get away from the jovial scene the castle reflected with its wedding decorations. It sickened me my mothers body h...
(This is the continuing story of how Will and I became more than friends. It started with a four way jack off and blow job session after a day of hunting white tail deer. Then it was a mutual jack off session just between Will and I while the other two guys in the hunting party were also up to something across the hall. The story picks up on the next morning...
He was tall, had short wiry reddish hair, combed straight back, stiffened with a product that had been unable to tame a couple of poking cowlicks. His face was boyish, pale skin with freckles, clear blue eyes bordered with red eyelashes. "Mr. Jones?" He held out his hand and gave mine a shake – strong, dry, callused. Not the hands of a boy, but I was proba...
I hope you like my new story. Just so you know I haven't given up on my other stories but I needed something to ease me back into writing. ***** Athilica's cry resounded through the villa, loud and piercing in the quiet of the early dawn. Aodhan sat bolt upright in bed, his heart pounding painfully in his chest as his eyes searched frantically in the dark....
*I want to apologize for both the shortness of this chapter, and the lack of sex. One thing that I should know by now is NOT to leave cliff hangers, because they make people angry O.o Anyway, one more chapter to go, and please give me advice on anything I have to fix, no matter how small. All characters are 18+* Christopher was just groggily beginning to...
The night after I was over to John’s I laid in bed thinking about the day. Eventually I drifted off to sleep. I began to dream that John and I were playing chess, just like the night before, only John sat, naked, across from me. Like the night before, I began to tease him with the sole of my foot. It was so vivid: I felt his cock grow hard, the head pulsing...