Authors note: This story is not stand alone. To understand where it is coming from you need to read Dickie Gets Even. There is some sex, but it is not really a stroke story, but a tale of revenge. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I sat in a chair across the room and watched the man tied to the chair shake his head to clear out the cobwebs. I ju...
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It was very late as I walked back to the all-night car park. I'd been out in town for a work party and was still buzzing from the energy of dancing all night. I was wearing a red, lacy dress, a light jacket and heels and was feeling a bit chilly. I paid for the car park and as I took the ticket from the machine I thought of my husband waiting for me at home,...
Continuing the theme of trying something new, this is a completely different idea and approach to that of 'Vegas', but one that has fascinated me for some time. And in writing this, I have taken on board feedback on my first posting, which suggested a tinge of disappointment with the balance between poker and erotica... there is none of the former and the fo...
"Just looking at Jonas like that, it just made me so fucking hot. By the end he had pegs on his nipples, rubber bands around his ball sac and penis and he was pleading to with me to allow him to cum. In fact his begging was getting a little worrying. I didn't want anybody to discover us, not then anyway. I wasn't ready for that...then. I needed a gag, and be...
ZZ (3) Z at her wildest. A week later Z was still tingling. She thought about the adult theater for the whole week after it had happened. She had the wonderment in her mind and the tingle/itch in her pussy. She had called me a few times but I couldn't get away. There were two things that she couldn't get out of her mind--the black man experience and the "l...
Chapter one I checked the address again on the last text that she sent to me. "1231 Kaysin Street. B there @ 11:30. Don't B late. Ask 4 CherylS @ the desk." I checked my watch. It was 11:25. The building was non-descript. It was just a large white box with a covered driveway in the front. A small painted sign hung from the awning that said "Circus" with a...
Down, boy! -Fuck! The girls looked up as a yell came out of Cora's room. One minute later, Cora herself stormed into the room, waving a bunch of papers in the air. -My friggin' laptop crashed! she announced. And my essay is due tomorrow morning! Now what am I supposed to do??? -Aaaw, that's a bitch, Cora! said Amber sympathetically. -Can't you borrow a...
The device was one of amazing glory. It had appeared to Harris the moment he sat down on his desk, though the device did not show its fantastic glory to him at first he supposed afterwards that it was going for a special in the ordinary kinda thing, like the death note, in well death note. as Harris noticed the device a plucky young intern named sam was walk...
Being a member of the club is great. It's a pleasure (pun intended) to hang out (pun intended again) with the guys, watch porn and jerk off. Most women don't understand the need for men to masturbate. It has very little to do with sex and everything to do with desire. I can really only speak for myself and my friends who agree with me. We love to fuck. We wi...