"Baby Girl you're fine," he said confidently as he danced beside me with my sexy wife. I was used to her getting hit on, especially by black men. She had a beautiful round ass and a trim waist that drew admiring looks wherever we went and it attracted black men to her like a moth to a flame. But I wasn't used to the man being so blatantly aggressive with her...
We were enjoying our new arraignment. In my own apartment I was sleeping on the futon in my den. I stopped sleeping in the bedroom because I could not deal with sharing a bed with her and not be able to touch her. I would sneak upstairs at night sometimes and join them for part of the night. My wife would often tell me in the morning how she heard (as she p...
For the next four days heavy metal music filled most of Alex's waking hours. It was angry and loud and distorted. He skipped the occasional tracks on Spotify that attempted metal's version of compassion (Disturbed's cover of Sound of Silence in particular) and preferred songs with minimal lyrics. His head banged. His head avoided thought. To add to his mis...
Welcome to Part 3 of my story. So, I left it at the end of Part 2, with myself and Danny in the bathroom of my small flat in Glasgow. It's the middle of the night, and Danny and I have just discovered that we have a big thing for each other. The plan is to explore that a bit further, and see where things go from there. As always, please enjoy. Paul...
Oberführer Von Teuer was fucking the hell out of me. I was past caring. I secretly hoped he had a long time before reaching his orgasm, but he lasted only another 20 minutes or so. Through all that hard slogging, he kept me in the longest afterglow of my life, drawing out my climax and ejaculations so long my balls hurt. When I heard him let out a long, low...
After Richard left the bar I went back to work. It wasn't easy. I was trembling with fear and resentment; my mind consumed with figuring out my options. It was clear to me that I'd been set up; the wine, the grass, and of course, the mirrors. The mirrors had to be two-way glass with cameras behind them. I remembered kneeling before a mirror, staring at mysel...
"You just come in for a drink and a look see, or you want something more, Oskar?" "Just the drink today, Skinner, thanks. A shot and a chaser, please." "Been some time since you got any, hasn't it?" the bartender at the Buckhead Ranch said as he set up two shot glasses for the big Swede bellied up to the bar. "You're still in fine shape, Oskar. You should...
There once was a policeman named Laidley Small, who didn't deserve it. He was a policeman, sure enough, but he wasn't small. And he couldn't get laid. For months, ever since my return from six months as a hostage of terrorists in Colombia (where I was made to crave a good, stalwart cock and where I became a cum-slut), my life was one sexual adventure afte...
I knew where this was going. I was sitting in Kamrod Tikka's lap, both of us naked, me facing him, and with my heels resting on the headrests of the adjacent seats in his business jet high over India en route to Bangkok. He already had his fat cock up inside me and I felt his hands go under my buttocks from each side, and my buttocks spread and a finger fr...
This true story is dedicated to my wife, "To all those blow jobs she never gave me, I experienced them outside of our marriage." * There have been events in my life that stand out and no matter how long ago, I can remember them with exact clarity. Every detail, moment by moment and word for word as in this account. This event occurred many years ago, befor...