He was 25 years old and gorgeous. Tall, slender, blue-eyed, wide shoulders, trim hips and waist, with the build of an athlete. He looked very good and very sexy in a business suit. I knew that he was a swimmer because I had seen the photographs on his desk that showed him receiving various medals in college. I was also considered tall and not bad looking. A...
It had been nearly two weeks since our camping trip and I was starting to feel like my side action with Linda and Emily would go unnoticed. Somehow things never quite seem to go like you plan, and this appeared to be no exception. My wife had used my suburban to go buy groceries, a relatively normal occurrence. The surprise came when I walked in the door fro...
This is a work of pure fantasy. This chapter contains big dicks and fake tits. If you're not into that sort of thing, please move on. If you are, then feel free to continue. Enjoy. Remember: All characters are over 18. ***** Nancy Darsch stood by the wooden fence that separated her backyard from the Key's. She had just watched her neighbor Donald Key...
He woke up in a room wearing only a t-shirt and boxers, completely unaware of how he got there or why. It wasn't a particularly large room - it was perfect cube, all white walls, white floor, white ceiling. The only thing that was different was that one wall, just opposite to him, was all a mirror, and he could see the look of bewilderment and confusion on h...
Debra and I just finished some of the best sex ever. Debra had a lifelike replica of her husband's nine inch cock made, strapped it on, and fucked me silly with it. But now Debra wanted me to go out in public dressed up as Brandy. I wasn't sure about this, but looking in the mirror I did seem passable. We reapplied my makeup and Debra picked out a nice soft...
Author's note : This small story is very unlike what I usually write. It was an experiment to find out how I felt to write something short and trashy. :) Far to be a masterpiece, I still like the enthusiasm of the main character. Enjoy! ---------------- "Aaaaaah! Home! ... Home, Home, Home!" My name is Rosi, 32 years old, and I was finally home after a lo...
Awaken late, we most certainly did. I've had few experiences like this one. At least I had no regrets upon waking up. The room wasn't trashed like a few college trips I barely remember. I've never woken up to a woman and not remembered her name. I certainly won't forget Lize. If we somehow pull off what I suddenly realized must happen today, then she will re...
In the way that Paul Gauguin's paintings of Polynesia are sultry and sensuous, almost radiating a sexuality that emerges from the very landscape itself, I find sunbathing on a tropical beach a sultry and sensuous act in and of itself. Perhaps it is because I live in a northern clime, and while my winter weather is moderated by the coastal connection to the P...
The grimy underground train station is crowded and noisy. Office workers, business people, Friday night commuters and workers all aching to get home and relax. Interspersed are a few early birds heading out for the night, some obviously straight from work and the odd group of teenagers heading out to party. My feet ache and my brain is in neutral after a bus...
I'm excited. Not only did I win 'Best Ass' and 'Best Shoulders' in my latest fitness competition, I get to see Amy in just a couple hours. My muscles are still twitching from all of the flexing and posing I did for the judges and audience all weekend, but my cock has sprung alive with excitement knowing that in just a few short hours, I will be lying poo...