Lying in bed today, I lightly touched his hair as he slept with his head on my stomach. I was attentive to the feel of him on me. Particularly, I love the feel of his hair on my skin. I love the tight kinky curl and its shiny wiry texture. I like how it feels in and around my fingers. It's nothing like my hair. Maybe it's the difference between us that int...
Ch1- The Encounter. They say if you stare at something for too long it breaks. I definitely hope not because I had been staring at this guy for at least over 5 minutes. Food stuffed in my mouth. God's grace he didn't notice me gawking at him. I sat there behind the plant poking my head out just out of his sight but he just within mine. My words can't even...
Being Vince's friend had unexpected benefits. Sometimes they ate out at some casual restaurant, but one day Vince texted Arthur's phone with the weirdest message. "Hey, Dude! Want some steak?" Arthur texted back, "Did you buy some steak?" "Nope. Let's go out! My treat!!" The restaurant was so nice. Vince said he had a reservation, but the person he w...
Author's Note: Warning! Bondage, toys, non-consent, and exhibitionism. *** Arthur's struggling had his restraints stretching and clanging. "You put him behind the mirror in that red and white room!" Vince was getting some latex gloves, his face quite peaceful, as if he was about to cook an easy but delicious meal. "Yeah, but you weren't being recorded,...
All characters are over 18. This story takes place in 1989, before cellphones made it easier to call for help in a situation like this. ***** I had just looked at my watch—three a.m.—when the limousine started following me. I was walking up one of the city's main thoroughfares, heading home after visiting with some friends. It had been a night of movies...
The more time I spend awake the more I wish I could undo the last few weeks. I still feel trapped in grey, but I now have guilt and remorse to carry with me. I've had bad times before, days where I'd withdrawn and been laid up by depression. But never before have I deliberately hurt myself. Though to be honest, I hadn't tried to hurt myself. I tried to die....
Chapter Twenty-Six - Meet The Stones (And Some Pebbles) Aidan was a complete wreck on the inside as he parked his car in front of Heathcliff's house. He had barely caught any sleep and, in the morning, he had made a run for it, without even eating breakfast, which had been received with a frown by Heathcliff. He had pondered, over and over, what to say. He...
This story is a continuation from the series "An Erotic Tale". To get a better understanding of these characters, it is best to read the previous 4 installments in the series. This story is fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Remember, knowledge is power! Educate yourself. Always practice safe sex! * Forcing my eyes open from the heavy weight o...
After I'd gotten home, I showered, brushed my teeth and gargled with Listerine to get the taste of the night's activities out of my mouth. I could scarcely believe what had just happened. How I'd allowed myself to get in that situation and to be used like that. I went to bed completely exhausted. Almost immediately, images of this strange man's cock being fe...
Chris She moaned every time I thrust in her. Bitch had already come twice. However, I was still waiting for my own orgasm. I guess I was just not on the right mood. I pushed out of her and took off my condom. She whined with dissatisfaction, but I seriously did not care. I did not even know her fucking name. I pulled up my pants and left the room, lighting...