October 27 I woke up in the late morning. I was still laying in a gooey mess, and the thick cum on my face and frontside had dried to a flaky frosting-like substance. The smell was an intoxicating aroma of testosterone and masculinity. The dark t-shirt I was wearing had a large stain around the neck and chest area, but there wasn't much I could do about it...
Her name was Rhian. She was 41 years old, a tall willowy blonde with long legs, a remarkable round ass, slim waist and beautiful large breasts. In her online profile, she stated that she was curious about D/s. He e-mailed her first and they began to write back and forth. After two or three weeks, they met in person, first in restaurants, then in local parks...
Dear Dewey, I write to you, as my lawyer and my friend, on a matter of some delicacy. There is a story attached. You know that, since I was a young man, I have never been able to resist a good story. I suppose some would say I am growing old. I don't see much growing in it. The two delights of my life have passed, and yet I live on: Mary, you will recall,...
Ondinea had wandered the lands around her home all her life. She knew every tree, rock, stream, and pond as far as the eye could see from atop the highest mountain. She lived alone and had not seen another person in the surrounding lands since she was a young girl. The last she had seen was her grandmother, who left to join the forest once Ondinea had learne...
All the participants in this story are eighteen or older. This story is pure fiction. * By the time I was fourteen, it was obvious that I was going I have an abnormal set of gonads. By the time I was fifteen, I was having trouble getting it all stuffed into my underwear. You may think this was a good thing but the fact is, it embarrassed me. My fellow stu...
Paul woke up three days running and wondered if maybe he was a little old for erotic dreams. -Wasn't it more of a teenage thing? But then, what could he do about it? He couldn't control his dreams after all. By the time he opened his eyes and forced his sorry head off the pillow most of whatever he'd dreamt was gone anyway. He sat on the edge of the bed in t...
'I hate the flash - not my face.' 'No problem .. just stay like that.' Taking my first pictures of her now exposed breast, the low battery warning flashing, giving my wife the chance to comment again about how things get 'too complicated.' Something like this was also a reminder that electricity from a socket has the advantage of reliability, though with th...
This is the follow up to my fantasy story Big Black Cock Emily and me. In that story we had an encounter with a well hung black man. During the encounter I fluffed and cleaned his bbc, and he got her pregnant. This has lead up to our current predicament. Emily came to me a few weeks after our encounter with Sam. She told me that she was late so she bou...
'I bought you a present,' he says and immediately I am suspicious, rattled at his presumptuousness. So I'm leaving for another city, so what? Girlfriends get farewell gifts and that's not a title I ever want to claim for myself. I take the box from him and let him pour me a glass of wine. His reflection in the blood red liquid breaks up, becoming blistered i...
Feedback is welcome. * My name is Tony and I have a small outside catering business in Brighton. The business was hard work and I was struggling to keep it going. Until recently that is. I am 26, six ft tall, well built (thanks to my swimming, I am in the local team) and have been told that I am more than adequately endowed by my past lovers. One Friday...