The feeling of the airplane settling on the runway in Portland was a fine one. I was exhausted, and ready to stretch out in my own bed and sleep for a week! Lee and I had done some really crazy things in Reno, and sleeping wasn't one of them. But knocking off a huge win on a $1 slot machine doesn't exactly happen every day, suddenly we were richer than we h...
Jean was lying back relaxed in the tub. Her eyes twinkled as she looked up at me serenely confident. I blushed as my cock stiffened, feeling so exposed in front of her yet only a thin layer of bubbles covered her nudity from me. Maybe it was the way she'd looked so fearful when we first met, yet now seemed so confident and assured of her superiority and con...
"I told you I'm sorry about it," Lindsay said once again and more defensively. "So, what is 'I'm sorry' supposed to settle? Jack replied. "First, you deliberately disregarded my instructions when I told you not to drive the car." "You didn't tell me WHY it shouldn't be driven!" she retorted. "Look, when I walk through the kitchen and you tell me not to ju...
It was late in the evening when Jenny came to wake me. I was dressed in thigh high nylons, 6 inch "fuck me" pumps and wrist cuffs and my collar. Jenny brushed my hair and placed it in a tight bun. A leash was snapped into my collar and I was led to the deck of Master Martin's yacht. All of Master's slave/crew were lined at the dock plank of the boat. As gue...
By the time Amy came back that Monday I was already at class, and she was asleep when I got in late that evening. We didn't get a chance to talk until Tuesday night. She had just come in the door when I got back from the library. "So, did you enjoy yourself this weekend?" "Yeah, I did," I was slowly overcoming my shyness about talking about sex, "A lot," I...
Over the years my wife Jean and I have had what would be considered an outstanding sexual relationship. At one time or another we have tried just about everything two people can do sexually. Anal, oral, all the different positions two people can put themselves into, and we’ve tried all manner of sexual aids. One thing that we’ve really enjoyed, especially af...
Chapter 3: What Am I? Over a century later and I was sitting in a bar, drink in hand, and my panties damp. I studied the males, but most were repulsive or wouldn't last more than two minutes in bed -- I can smell that, it's weird I know -, so I changed my game for that evening and felt my cock bulging outwards slightly. The females were all beautiful that n...
It's 1:00 AM Labor Day, one of the loneliest nights of the year. Alone, sober, I see drunk people. They move in twos, threes and ones up and down the bar-lined boulevard. Some bounce. Some drag. Hunger wafts through the streets. Cadillac Escalades, sprayed in their finest pearl-white, strut down Erie Street at fifteen m.p.h. though they appear to be doing tw...
I want to lower my arms and grasp her pelvic bone handles to drive her up and down the length of my engorged shaft. Instead I obey, and merely lock my hands together by grasping one thumb and wrapping my fingers around my fist like a claw. My mind flutters with so many sensual feelings bombarding it at once. Her nipples barely peeking over the top, her moist...
We had an intense relationship for lack of any better words. It was the kind of relationship that set me on fire; it was all I could do to not jump you every time I was near you. The way that you looked at me, that you touched me, every little thing that you did brought out the most sexual -- and sensual -- parts of me, and all I could think about was all of...