This is my fantasy and I'm "sticky" to it. While there is only slight non-consent reluctance I have put this story in this category because the non-consent reluctance aspect will mature in the next two continuations. I hope you enjoy the fulfillment of my fantasy. There I was sitting in my car a in a strip mall not to far from home, nervous, anxious, an...
I first saw him as we boarded the plane. He was about my height, about my age. There was that eye contact that men make. Yeah, I see you, I don't think you are a threat, I'm not being antagonistic, I know who I am. They were the things men do with their eyes. He was one row ahead of me and in the aisle seat on the other side. During the flight, I had to pi...
He thought he'd never get away from work that afternoon, but at last he was out the door, in his car, and heading down the road away from the city. Ron Wilcox breathed a sigh of relief. He was good at his job, and he and everyone else knew it. The bad part about that was that other people assumed he'd be there round the clock to bail them out when they got i...
(This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to living persons is purely unintentional and coincidental. This story is my property and may not be reproduced or republished without my express permission. All characters and titles are fictitious. There is some truth and some of my fantasy in it.) PRELUDE: My encounter begins as a 18 year old teen. As with all...
"Do I need to make any special preparations for the shoot?" I could tell what he was hinting at and I replied in the most professional and straightforward manner possible. "Well, since we will be doing some shots with insertable toys, you will need to be very clean," I paused and then to be sure he got my intent, "Internally that is." "That's no problem."...
I was panting and straining and Grady was whispering to me, "Stay with it; you can take it. You are taking it. Doesn't that make you want to shoot higher than ever before?" He was crouched between my spread legs, holding one up and away from our bodies, my other leg running up his torso, the ankle hooked on his shoulder. His forehead was plastered to mine,...
"Woohoo!" I rejoiced out loud once I was in my car with the door shut. I felt incredible. The exhilaration of an awesome job change and the promise of freedom for total sexual exploration by day coursed through me. I liked my new employer and his cock felt magnificent in my mouth and ass. "I am now officially a slut-in-training," I said out loud again, "and...
"Are many of them still waiting?" Nate asked as he removed the small pouch of toiletries from his locker. The communal bathroom at the end of the corridor was shared by around fifty military recruits, all living on the same floor. Those assigned to the bunk right next to it often rushed in first to claim the showers before the others could. "There wasn't...
All comments and criticism welcome. My Boss, My Master: Losing it I kept up my office routine, even though I knew Mr. Compton was out of town and might not be back for the rest of the week. Each morning, I would stop in the lobby restroom, change into a pair of panties and then head to my office. I quickly found that I liked the feel of women's underw...
Authors Note: This story is to fulfill an outstanding request that I received some time ago. If there is a positive response to this story, I will write additional chapters about Bill's bisexual encounters with gay lovers. PRELUDE Bill hadn't been at the bath house for a couple of weeks. He arrived a little earlier than he normally did when he was in town...