After a torturous week of waiting, I pulled up in front of Jess and Tom's house at 6 on Friday, just as Jess had instructed. As I got out of my car and walked toward the front door, a small black convertable careened around the corner and into their driveway. Jess' dress matched her car, short and sexy and she was wearing black stockings and heels that made...
When I saw Toby at school the next afternoon, he walked up and gave me a quick shoulder/side hug. "How are you, man?" he said, quietly. "Horny as hell," I confessed. "Can't think about anything else... I'm not gonna make it to the weekend. Can we get together at your house before then?" I knew his mother was gone a lot, traveling for her job, so it was a...
"H Ring" I was laying there in his arms, nearly exhausted from his fucking, and he leaned over me with a grin. He had a silicone rubber ring in his hand—much wider than required by any finger—holding it for me to see. He turned it over and showed me there was a silicone nub on the side—in the form of an H. He stroked my belly lightly with his fingers while...
Previously "My fault?!" Ericsson was shouting now. Davenport nodded vehemently. "He wouldn't have felt compelled to tell us that story if you'd been able to control your urges!" "Point of fact, Davenport, he was compelled to tell us the truth!" Cutledge roared. "And that truth is going to get you a baby, Jake," Davenport stated calmly. "And you," he look...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this story is entirely fictional and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =========================== "I can't believe I fucking wrecked it." I muttered, slamming my hands down on my steering wheel. I conti...
To whoever reads this story : Firstly, please be warned that this is one of my earlier works. This means that although I don't give laundry-list descriptions, I do describe the characters in detail at times. ... Sorry. m(_ _)m (Originally this was the third story in a compilation of themed quick stories, each of which matched a certain literotica category...
In the vocabulary of Masters and Slaves, presentation refers to the daily ritual followed by a slave when he greets his Master and presents himself for inspection. For my first presentation to my Asian Master, I was anxious and fearful even though my instructions were clear and easily followed. "Shower and empty your colon. Dress in white briefs, button down...
Charles had moved into the spacious two story house two months ago. He was still getting settled. He hadn't had a chance to meet his neighbors, or satisfy his urges with anything other than his hand. He knew he could open up an app and scroll through the headless torsos, the flakes, the picture stealers and ghosters in hopes of finding someone to ride his di...
I pounded into Kate from behind. I couldn't fully enter her, every time I got inside to around my seven inch point, I'd hit her cervix and she'd twitch and pull away from me. She'd call me a name of some sort and start banging back onto me again. My hands gripped her wide hips hard, watching myself go in and out of her. I was doing my best to keep my shit t...
My Name is Bob. Today I am very comfortably bisexual. I have had relationships with both men and women. Yes, I am a bit of a metrosexual, but most people don't tag me as gay, just well put together. I am handsome, but not chiseled. Thin, but not too thin. At five foot six, I'm on the shorter side. Women like me both as a friend and as a sex partner. So do a...