My name is John, I am a student at a large university, and in order to save money I joined in with Alex to share an apartment. I have always had a panty fetish; I love the feel of them, and often wear a pair under my pants. I grew up with 3 older sisters so there was never a shortage of wonderful panties in my house to please my fetish. My fetish grew to inc...
I don't consider myself gay but maybe bi. I prefer sexy, dominate women but have recently become a slut for cum, I love to taste the sweet nectar of a hard cock that has been fucking my wife. I have turned into a cum slut craving cum on me or in me. I had been emailing with a trio who was going to be traveling to the city I live in. Both of the men were bi...
Ever since I was a young boy I wanted to be a photographer. Something about capturing a moment in time on film just had a draw for me. I graduated USC with a degree in Art, concentrating in Photography, and immediately landed a job as a photographer's assistant in the LA area. It was unreal at times, the beautiful people and places, the unimaginable opulen...
Towards the end of every year, since anyone could remember, the advertising firm held a Christmas party for all employees, a warm event in an otherwise unforgiving environment. New York City was a cold place and Christine worked hard to get where she was, especially since she lost her foothold in the modeling business. Caroline had been Christine's faithful...
For second story I have chosen again an experience that by itself has nothing too uncommon, but for me it was interesting, with several firsts. Some time ago we and they lived very close, same block, and I was sort of a colleague of her. They had kids, we too, about same age. We got friendly with play dates (for kids etc. A bit of novelty for us, initially,...
For the first time in my life, I'm retired from sex and women. I'm done with sex. I've had it. It's over. I'm finished with women. That's not to say that I turned gay 'cause I haven't. I'm not even bi-sexual. Men as lovers don't interest me. Unless I'm watching a sporting event or having a beer with the guys, I don't even think of men and especially not in t...
He slept like Christ hanging on the cross, arms flailed out, head turned sideways, one leg turned just so over the other. During the course of the night, even the sheet would curl around his naked waist like a loincloth. It didn't matter how he began the night's sleep; that was how he always ended. Frequently, I'd fall asleep in his arms, only to awaken in...
When you're the height of the average Ewok, and gettin' laid more than Home Depot linoleum, you don't ask questions. Kinkier than an aged garden hose, she was primed for dong like a virgin on her wedding night. Unfortunately, my trustworthy, metallic mare gravitated towards a pothole I'd passed, sans incident, thousands of time prior. The online classified...
Chapter 4 He slept longer than expected. It was probably due to the stress he was dealing with. It's not often we find ourselves confronted by something once thought of as being fiction, only to discover it was indeed real. Lost in thought he picked up the watch wanting to try it on but didn't. He liked it but didn't want to wear it, thinking he'd be maki...
More Chapter 02 (or Less) "There has to be more," she said to herself looking into the mirror. Sure she needed to touch up some of the gray in her hair and she did notice the first hint of "crow's feet" at the corners of her eyes, but she knew she was still a vital, nice looking and yes, a sexy woman. She deserved more than her husband's increasingly inept...