"Do you kiss?" I asked the naked, black man who had just fucked me. "Do you want to kiss?" He replied rather frustratingly answering a question with a question as he slid his arm round my shoulders. Lying naked beside him, I looked up and saw the slight smile on his face. He really was bloody good looking I thought. I smiled back and lifting myself up a li...
"You are not the half breed," said a deep voice, somewhat curiously. I never heard him enter; I remained still, watching as he tilted his head. A hand reached up and pulled down his mask, his narrow nose scented the air. He pushed back his hood, revealing long, dark brown hair pulled back into a thick ponytail. His almost golden eyes appraised me, a half smi...
Part experience, part imagination, a lot of observation and a lot of viewing of voyeur videos. All expressing in my word, my particular likings * "That's more my style Peppe," I chortled, nodding with my eyes, across the glitzy foyer of the Hotel Mercure Golf Cap D "Agde. "But Meester D -- a granny?" he quizzed with eyes wide, looking up from the newspap...
"Adam darling, are you free Tuesday evening? There's something I'd quite like you to see. "Of course I'll be there ... oh, silly boy, don't think that. "Juliette? You'll see. Well, yes, you will see, that's rather the point. She laughed. "Oh no, Mister Cain, I don't do that. She chuckled at his reply. "I'll send a car, about seven. Don't dress up." Madd...
Warning: This chapter is rated a swap-happy R and contains boobs, bisexual orgies, homosexual orgies (both kinds), traps, gender bending, role reversal, parties, hairy girls, hormones, gold diggers, man-boobs, sexy butts, casual sex-toy wearing, body swaps, body part swaps, sexual positivity, classy escorts, role swaps, clothing swaps, discovery, and a consp...
Welcome to my second attempt at writing. For those that read my first, thanks for all the great comments. For those readers looking for lots of graphically described sex, you may be disappointed. If you love characters and storylines, I hope this satisfies your craving. I need to especially thank NoraFares for her kind assistance. If you love excellent wri...
After twenty-four years of marriage I had resigned myself to find my sexual pleasure outside of my marriage. Over the past ten years I had dabbled. The first time I had felt crushing shame after using a brothel in Auckland, New Zealand. I told my wife. She asked if I had fucked her. I lied and said no; it was just a massage and a hand-job. I had eaten her...
I met Sammy in college. We were both freshmen attending Northwestern, where I was a Journalism major and she was Political Science. Our families both had some old wealth and we both had lower aspirations than our family's respective businesses. Our families were both Conservative and we each felt idealistic and were going to rebel from that. You could say...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** The four of us; Carl, Sarah, Andre, and I got into Carl's car. Carl drove as Sarah got into the passenger side front seat and I climbed in the back and Andre got in behind me. Once Carl started the car the music blasted through the speakers. I slid my body to the far side of...
Chapter 1 Yet another lonely night set Tiffany Burton-Jones thinking yet again that her biggest mistake of the past decade had been getting married. Her husband Tim was selfish and neglected her, and in satisfying his business ambitions was probably being unfaithful to her as well. He was away from home such a lot and for so long that a couple of times sh...