"Dammit." Leanne cursed perhaps a little loudly and, surprised at the expletive, the man seated next to her looked up. "Sorry," Leanne gave a wan smile and then lied. "I don't like flying too much." "Hey, I understand," the man smiled, brightening considerably while obviously surveying Leanne's legs. She noticed the flick of his eyes and sighed. 'You can...
Purple Passions or "Dye Another Day" In "Purple Daze" we met Bethany, a young law student who asked her friend Stan to help her dye her hair purple. Hilarity and horniness ensued. This story picks up at the end of their long weekend as other surprises still await. If you haven't read the first story, don't worry but I do recommend you check it out and ple...
For four days Paige Turner kept quiet concerning her run in with Mark Rapier, her Mom's boyfriend. She couldn't tell her Father of his blackmail scheme without it devastating her Mother. Paula Turner was a recovering alcoholic as it was. One huge shock might ruin her sobriety. Paige couldn't live with herself if that should happen. Keeping quiet was tough....
Well, I am finally on my way to the airport for a long dreamed of ski trip to the French Alps. I am in pretty good shape for a widowed retiree in his 60's, and life is pretty good. I hadn't flown in years and, as I sat in the back of the Uber, I wondered if the airport scanners would show the pretty panties and cami I always wore. Old habits are hard to br...
My wife had left me lying on my bed with a raging hard-on and instructions not to touch it. By now she was probably stretched out naked on the couch in the living room enjoying the attention of some lover boy licking her pussy. I was locked in my room, lying on my side facing the wall, keeping my hands up under my chin and far away from my throbbing cock and...
*I'm sorry this took so long to put out! The original copy of this chapter was somehow deleted when I looked for it on my laptop. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter! Please comment and tell me what you think!* AMBER In the next two weeks, I started my new job and I felt like I was taking Introduction to PR all over again. The forty-five minute commute pl...
I woke up to someone manhandling my dick. Pumping it slowly, pulling it vertical. By the time I cranked my sleep-crusted eyes open, that hand had slotted me into a very tight, very hot, very wet little hole, and the first thing I saw was McKenna slowly sinking herself down my morning wood. I stared uncomprehendingly at the little naked programmer as she b...
This story and the chapters to follow are fiction. It's a story of a man who became a bull in the cuckold scene of the early eighties in New York. This is his road to that place in his life. ------------- New York 1981 To tell you that being a male escort and a bull for wealthy cuckold couples in New York was a chore, would be a lie. Yes, it had its ups...
First of all, I have to apologize! I mean you know I am not the writer, exactly, of this story. Mr. Spunk, as I like to call him is who actually is putting our memories down here for all of you to read. I should have said that in the first part, but I was so excited to see our life on the pages he put together from my notes that I just fell in love with the...
Not Willing to go back Part III How Winning A Contest Transformed our Lives ************* A multi-part story of how a husband transformed his life, initially to win a big prize, but more and more to explore who he really was. ********* Embracing all my options and Developing Skills In the next two weeks I decided to take my sexual adventure further. I...