The snow fell slowly that afternoon, drifting in flurries over the fields and forests, and settling in large, powdery drifts against the venerable buildings of the university. From his window, looking out over the manicured gardens of St. Stephen's Quad, Professor Lucas Wainwright watched the flakes whirl and settle, and he smiled. This, truly, was his favou...
I stepped out of his limo in front of his house, though I guess house wasn't really the word to describe it. More like mansion. I knew he had money, but I didn't think he was this wealthy, though I guess I should have since the house, ok, mansion, was in the Hamptons. The driver handed me my small suitcase and I started towards the front doors, terrified of...
All characters appearing in the following narrative are fictional. Any resemblance to any real persons - either living or deceased - is entirely coincidental on the part of the Author. Unless otherwise noted all persons appearing in the narrative are written as being of the majority age of eighteen years owing to depictions of graphic sexual activity contain...
Another day, another 3,000 frequent flyer miles. Flying around from town to town for a living sounds pretty good -- and much of it is. But sometimes the last place you want to be is in seat 9B on a small commuter plane heading into San Francisco. There are many aspects of my job that are a pain in the ass including having to lay my head on far too many unfa...
"I think you will like this new game, because you get to choose if you get to cum, and how you get to cum." So started the latest phase in my girlfriends and my never ending game of orgasm control. She made this statement four months ago, and I listened to with no small amount of skepticism even then. I doubted she would give up the power rush she got from...
Over the next week, Randy and I had sex two or three times a day, always bareback and unprotected. Every time he fucked me, he continued to dump his massive cum into my pussy. He didn't have much choice anyway, because I would lock my arms and legs around him tightly so that his cock remained deep inside of my pussy until he finished draining his black balls...
Years back. I got my wife into fucking my friends and then turning tricks as well. This is one of our stories. I have continued to work at my job, just as a part time basis because I continue to find it interesting and challenging. Meanwhile Tracy has been able to explore other aspects of her talents and personality over the past seventeen years. In particu...
Amazingly enough, I was getting married. My friends were not so amazed. They had heard me bitch and moan for years about getting out of the singles scene. My best friend Karl had laughed when I told him. "Tim, we've known that since you first started dating Calli." Calli was my fiancée. She was also probably the last woman I'd ever thought I'd fall in love...
Tap tap tap Her eyes shot open. For a moment she lay there unmoving, her covers surrounding her like a caterpillar in a cocoon. Despite just now waking up, her mind was sharp and alert. She waited. The only sound in the room was that of the clock on her wall counting down the seconds and the quiet sounds of her breathing. Tap tap tap. There. Slowly, car...
“Damn it!” Cursed Brock. He was furious at the person over the telephone. “The bitch is late! I don’t care, the bitch is carrying over a grand worth of dope, and I don’t want no one messing with my dope! The bitch is hurting my business, yo!” Brock slams the phone down on the lacquered table, breaking the phone. Brock runs the dope deals in the Cente...