I left my husband for another woman a little over a year ago. I did it rashly and hurt him deeply. I talked myself into believing that I was a lesbian and for a time, the sex was very hot. But it didn't take more than a couple of months to realize that I desperately missed cock. Not just any cock, but my husband's cock. I had made quite a mess, hurt a good m...
Valentine's Day...I hate the holidays almost as much as I hate spell check. Oh don't get me wrong; spell check is great but I would really like to finish what I am writing before I have to correct my mistakes. It's the same with the holidays. I like them but I wish it didn't include gift giving. Valentine's Day is the worst. A card just isn't enough. Candy i...
I had been travelling throughout Europe, with my college roommate named Helen, for nearly four weeks. We had started in Greece, worked our way up through Italy, into France, and eventually into Switzerland, and on into southern Germany. Helen had to leave from Frankfurt to make the beginning of her first semester of graduate school. This left me with 3 days...
The apartment was sterile. It had the feel of a hospital, and its white walls and soulless art radiated sickness. In its perfection, it was disgusting. Scott gave Stacey forty-eight hours to "do something" with her belongings and leave. Exiting her bed with her down, still groggy, she slowly marched towards the bathroom and filled up her tub with hot water....
Continues from previous story Fun with the Temp. Recently I shared a fun afternoon with Michaela, a new secretary with the company I work for, after she discovered that my wife and I are both exhibitionists and have an adventurous sex life. I had caught her in my office sneaking a peek at my personal lap top which I had, (foolishly) left logged on after Jul...
Okay, so my name is Chris Johnson. I am not tall at all - I'm only 5'5" but a highly muscular wrestler. In addition, I have a dick that hangs seven inches when limp and pops out to eleven when it's erect. I'll admit, sometimes it looks a little freakish, but hey - it earned me the locker room nickname of "Big Johnson", and plenty of girls have enjoyed it! I...
As I've gotten older my sexual tastes have changed and I'm more than comfortable bedding women who, ten or twenty years ago I wouldn't have found remotely attractive or even interesting. Not that I don't enjoy fucking the occasional twenty-year-old. In my mid-forties that's still something of a pleasant change, and it still happens reasonably regularly, but...
Several years ago, I foolishly met and finally married a nude dancer. Her ex-boyfriend had gotten her into nude dancing. He liked to watch his women dance nude in front of other men and have sex with them. He wasn't in love with Clarisse, but she thought if she did what he liked, he would eventually marry her. I was thinking, "What have I just got myself in...
"I have a surprise for you today, slave" he sternly proclaimed from behind her, hidden, dark and looming like an imminent storm. As Lydia squirmed uncomfortably under the strain of the rope, her pelvis began gyrating quickly on the soft, brown leather-upholstered sawhorse. This was a routine as familiar to her master as it was to her, and both were acutely...
This time was totally my fault...again. I mean, total submission in the bedroom is one thing, but total submission in all other areas of life is sometimes a challenge. And I hadn't listened...again. Thought I had more subtlety than I ever have...again. Opened my big mouth at just the wrong time...again. You were only slightly pissed at me, but it had happen...