You are lying on your bed, scrolling through your phone, bored out of your mind. You're trying to decide what to do with your time when a letter flies through your window. You're left bewildered, considering the lack of wind, and pick up the mysterious note. ~•~ Hello, lucky holder! You have been gifted with a wish! But not just any wish. No, this is a wish…...
True story! I was standing naked in the bathroom corner, forehead leaning against the wet marble tiles & my ass pushed out to meet Hemant's hand as he kept thrusting deep into my hole with two fingers well past the knuckles. Our jeans & underwear were lying in a pile by the locked door & we were both pressed up against each other. Hemant was naked too & nuz...
[This Chapter is an experiment to test readers' reactions. There are several more chapters to follow.] ***** Chapter One Life as a Bodyguard King Arthur VI of Gaylandia did not play a major political role in the government of his kingdom. He played a minor diplomatic role in representing his nation on the world scene and every afternoon of the week and m...
As the family wagon pulled into a small truck stop in the middle of nowhere, Jack's father turned to him and his mother. "Who else is hungry? " They had been driving across state to visit family and were now heading back home again. The problem is that it's a long drive and Jacks iPod ran out of battery a long time ago. Since then all he has had to enterta...
Thanks to the first person who commented on my first story, I wrote the sequel just because of your enthusiasm. -All characters are over 18 years old. ***** I took a good shower and shaved my face, Thinking about the life changing step I took yesterday. I was even more excited for what is going to happen today. I looked in the mirror, at the reflection of...
=== Warning: this story includes scat! === If you're driving along the motorway and feel like a break, I would strongly recommend Mudchute Services. They're fairly easy to find, right next to Brown Wood, and you'll find the toilet facilities make a very worthy detour. I'd paid little attention to gents' toilets all the years I'd been married, but these d...
We were in the study of Professor Hendrick's house, in the late evening, nearing the end of the tutorial he was conducting. At least I assumed it was nearing the end, because I was very close to coming. We were in a straight chair facing his desk. Professor Hendricks, his hands wrapped around my waist was sitting in the chair; I was sitting on his hard cock—...
This is how an average day goes for me. In addition to being a closet faggot and a liar, I'm also a loser and a chronic masturbator. I'm a loser because I really don't have friends any more after lying so much for the last few years. My friends would call me on a Friday night and invite me out for drinks or to hang out or whatever. But because of my cock a...
His huge cock entered my hungry mancunt. That's what he called it. It used to be my asshole. I wasn't allowed to call it that anymore. Now, it was my mancunt, hungry for a real man to fill it. That's what tonight was all about. My man (a few days ago that would've sounded weird to say) was going to fill my mancunt with his seed and make me his bitch. As soon...
I was in my late 30's, very happily bi-sexual and really only interested in receiving good blow jobs. Coming home one Saturday afternoon from a meeting somewhere I stopped off at a public toilet where one was as almost guaranteed to get a quick blowjob. The Toilet was underground which meant you could hear someone coming down the steps before they arrived if...