This story is a continuation from my previous two stories. *slap* *slap* *slap* "Ooh yeah!" *slap* *slap* *slap* "Yeah beat me with it!" *slap* *slap* *slap* "Treat me like a whore daddy!" The sound of Daniel's big cock slapping all over my face reverberated throughout his house, I was encapsulated by every slap, pleading for more. "More daddy,...
Slap...Slap...Slap. Every time he drove back in me, his hips smacked against my ass. Each time, he would pull out half his length, followed by another smack as he drive it back home. He wasn't jack hammering me, just giving it to me in a strong and steady rhythm, holding my hips with his big hands. It felt great, and at the same time, it hurt. Feeling great...
Chapter 7 -- The Hotel ***Hello Readers Quick note, my stories tend to progress a bit slower, if you're looking for quick paced sex scenes try another story. Also some past people have nitpicked about small consistency details in my stories. I'm not writing a classic novel, I'm not going to take time to explain every little change in a scene. If you're...
Polite talk, in general, requires staying within "accepted" boundries. For example, asking someone about mastrubation could cause trouble. You just don't ask and nobody talks about it. It's like noboby does it! What about spanking? Nobody ever got spanked when they were younger. Or did they? What about now? Does anybody want to, or do they? I asked Al, a 1...
Jason walked out of the dark deserted airport terminal exiting through the glass double doors into the bright sunshine. He shielded his eyes from the blinding sun and he looked to the right and saw an old VW beetle painted bright green with a Taxi sign on top. He walked over and the driver who appeared to be dozing suddenly woke up with a start and got out o...
Jason slowly opened his eyes and saw a ceiling fan slowly turning above him. He turned his head and looked around and saw that he was in his hotel room in bed and naked, covered with a sheet. He could not remember what had happened to him the night before and how he got into bed but he sure had a headache. The only thing he could remember was checking in to...
"Oh, come on, Rob. Come with me," Josh had said. "What's the worst that could happen? You could get laid. So what? It's about time. We've never been to a gay bar before—at least I haven't. And I hear Gustaf's is a gas. All made up in Transylvania style and everything. It's Halloween. They're sure to have pulled out all the stops for the occasion." No, I'd n...
"Shower. Two minutes. Don't clean it off." My college roommate Tim had left me alone in the room with those words, my ass still up in the air and my face coated with a thick, sticky layer of his cum. I collapsed on the bed, panting. Had this really happened? I couldn't be dreaming - it all had to be true. I had been lusting after my roommate for virtually...
Hello everyone. This is a continuation of a story that I started quite a long time ago. If you haven't read that one yet, I would suggest you do so (just realize that it was an earlier story so I was very inexperienced in writing erotica), however, not reading it won't take away from this one. This one starts where the other one left off but some of the dial...
Readers, please note this story has a lot of derogatory speech. Please don't think that I am homophobic in anyway shape or form. I am in fact a bottom/Vers bi guy and this kind of talk is a major turn on for me. Hope you enjoy part 2. ***** As I walked back into the bathroom I could hear the grunts and moans filling the air. I could still feel the cum drip...