I was on my way to Miss Alexis' place and feeling a bit more excited than usual. I normally visited her once a month for an outstanding massage. The past few times a happy ending was involved. Last month, though, was different. After an invigorating and sensual rub down she worked her way down my stomach to my cock. Holding my balls in one hand, she slowly...
All characters are fictional and, as I've created them, I can assure you they have attained majority (18 or older). * Usually I can suppress it. I can go months without the need creeping up on me. But when it does, oh boy, you better watch out, 'cause I can't stop myself. And it don't take much to set me off. So I'm at this conference my company puts on...
Thomas walked briskly into the airport lounge and slid onto a stool at the bar, placing his backpack on the seat next to him. He had about 30 minutes to kill before his late-night flight back home took off, so he decided to have a couple of drinks over a copy of the local paper to take the edge off after his long vacation trip. After ordering a whiskey an...
"So when do the games begin? I'm not here for the gossip, just for the hot, real action." "Hold your thick horse with both hands, you stud." replied my wife, Sue. "We promised a good time, but no one said anything about 'action', whatever that means to you." She knew very well what it meant and that at least one of the wives would introduce her pussy to fou...
*** It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Watching Natasha speak to other men at a social gathering has made Borya jealous and insecure. Natasha reassures him with a fabulous blowjob..in public.*** Glowing lamplight illuminated the front of the Tretyakov Gallery under the black autumn night sky. It was a Friday, and a crowd of people stood about...
To carry on the story from Chapter Four, I was back in the UK and travelling on a train to London when by chance I bumped into Jo's husband, Pete. We started reminiscing about our time in Singapore and soon Pete was relating another version of what happened at Jo's apartment on the night of her party. Dee had told me how she remembered it - but this new acco...
Demi Maxwell was the hottest fucking 18 year old that I had ever laid my eyes on. Unfortunately, she was also the best student in my AP Government class at Langston High School. Yes, you heard that right. She was my student. So while her body might've made its way into just about every single jackoff fantasy I had throughout that school year, it was a stri...
The following story is my April Fool's Day 2018 Contest submission. I know it is a lot shorter than most of my stories, but I really hope you like it all the same. * "Damn she's hot." I thought to myself as I watched April walk across the pool deck toward her house. I couldn't help but admire the way her hips rolled as she walked or the way her tits jiggl...
There are some things that only someone who is born and raised in India will understand, especially the entire "Marriage" circus. I checked all the check marks that is expected of a "boy" of my generation: Engineer, Masters in US and Working in Silicon Valley. The only thing remaining was getting married. My Family sent me pics and the details of the "prospe...
A continuation of the fantasy involving Chris Pratt. There's more sex and less plot in this chapter, which I think makes a better story. Tell me what you think. All feedback is welcome! ***** When Donna awoke the next morning, Chris was gone. She tried not to panic. Did he regret their night together? Maybe it was just casual sex for him, despite what he h...