[Please hit “start game” so that the variables and conditions work properly!] Matt’s heart almost beat backwards. He was in his living room illuminated only by the TV, his girlfriend draped over him softly. It wasn’t that he really cared for Lucy that had him so anxious, though that played a part. Tonight was special. Matt has just turned 18 a few weeks ago,...
Edited by Mustang Sally Sam looked up as his pretty wife came into the room. His brows furrowed and his lips pursed together in unconscious concern as he watched her. When they had moved from Denver down to Albuquerque six months ago she had become withdrawn and lonely, spending most of her time on the phone with old friends. He didn't want her to feel isol...
"I'm Eric. At least I think I am. But these days thinking is not my foremost talent. Drinking is. I am an accomplished drinker-thinker. I marinate my mind. My brain is a pickle. It may have been yesterday that I saw Irene. It may have been the day before. Not that I care much. (Liar!) Ehm...I seem to care. An itch says that I do. But I drink some more and...
"Yassin, bring your ass back to bed," I call out to my husband Yvon "Yassin" LeConte. I'm badly in need of, well, him, after coming home from hard day at work. I work for the Ontario Ministry of Community Safety & Correctional Services as a corrections officer. Today was particularly grueling because we had a mini-riot, but we managed to restore order befo...
"Anal sex is considered strictly haram or forbidden in my religion but, my dear Raul, I cannot get enough of your dick in my ass," Fatima Sayyid said, smiling as she danced with Raul James. The tall, burly Haitian brother looked good and smelled even better, and he was driving the voluptuous Arabian beauty absolutely mad with desire. Pressing her curvy back...
Karen had spent the night with me. I woke up the next morning to my balls in a wet squeezing place and pressure against my asshole. I realized that my balls were in Karen's mouth ((I love my balls in a mouth) and a finger up my ass reaching for my prostate. I was not that experienced at anal insertions then and it felt strange and erotic at the same time. M...
We Found our Couple ********** This is an ongoing series and you should read the prior chapters. ********** John and Carol came in and Luisa and I moved over to give us room in the bed. I told Carol to come on my side and for John to get next to Luisa. When everyone was settled, I started kissing Carol and I could see Luisa and John going at it. Carol...
The first leg of my flight was uneventful, although I did have to endure the endlessly boring conversation of the people on either side of me. They had a few mutual acquaintances and had to talk about each in detail. I put in my earplugs and read until I was sleepy, and drifted off. When I awoke, they were still talking. I faked sleep until we landed. When...
Picture this. My husband Carl Saint John is in our bed. He's a six-foot-six, 270-pound black man. He is a man I love deeply. A man with a special fetish. One that I have struggled to accept and understand. Carl is into some odd things. Most of the time, he likes to be dominant in bed. A real take charge kind of person. Sometimes, he's the total opposite. Lik...
Mike slid his arms around Barbara's waist as she stood at the sink, washing the dishes, brushing her hair aside with his face and kissing her lightly on the neck. Tonight they were playing out one of their scenarios, one of the little things they did to keep their marriage fresh after 10 years together. They would come up with situations, or unusual places,...