The years passed, surprisingly slowly. Grandma did slow down a bit and was really beginning to look and feel her age, now in her mid 80's., however, when we were together, sex was just as interesting as it had always been. She was still quite agile, no arthritis or rheumatism, or any of the other usual older people's ailments. She still had her weak bladde...
Since writing my last story about my first glory hole experience I've been getting quite a few messages from other users telling me about their experiences or some asking how they could go about finding one. Corresponding with them just made me realize how many similar guys there are out there like me. I still consider myself more "straight" on the sexuality...
I kneeled before him, his baby blue eyes looking me over as his fingers slowly caressed my face. His hand tilts my head back till his eyes are staring deep into my brown ones. "Make me a drink my love." "Yes, Master. What would you like?" "A rum and coke, you know my preferences." "Yes, of course Master." I leaned in and kissed him softly on his lips. B...
I knew I was messed up in the head and didn't care. I knew I was getting brainwashed but didn't care the videos, the drugs, the sex. These nice, big, muscular, handsome guys were there eating with us as we shared a table and were being really nice to Jill and I. In my normal life people are just sorta nice, not nice in this way. It was kind of cool and y...
Author's Note: The story below includes language often considered "feminine" to refer to FTM genitalia. Enjoy. :) ------ "Can you see me?" I fumble with the laptop, accidentally closing the screen too far, and then too wide, rendering the camera useless. Finally, I think it's right -- the anonymous person on the other end agrees, lightning up the chat box...
Part 1 He leaned against her body, in turn leaning her against the side of the car, just past where the door was set into the frame. Her body was nice and warm, hardening his penis while he stared into her eyes. His hands were on her hips, his face just far enough away that the breeze could pass between their lips. "Leah, I want you to be a good girl for m...
Lying on my bed next to an open window, a warm summer breeze is circulating within the room. The clock on my bedside table is ticking loudly seconds passing painfully slow while my mind races at one hundred miles per hour. I hear a car stop and I immediately spring to my feet hoping it's him. My heart bounds when I see his newly valeted Mini parked on the r...
"Things ought to be different," Charles Antoine said to himself as he walked out of the Best Cuts barber shop, located in the west end of Ottawa. There were five other people, all of them Africans, waiting for cuts when he got off the chair. There aren't that many black-owned barber shops in the west, especially in places like Nepean, Barrhaven or Kanata. Fo...
This is a little continuation of my story about my girlfriend and I roleplaying another cock. This one is a little bit of a different approach. It's fictional, but something we've been dabbling in. It's a complete fantasy, but one day I think I'd like her to text me in a similar fashion. Me[10:30]: Hey, lady Her[10:34]: Hi :3 Me[10:34]: 'Chu doin'? Her[1...
For the first part of this story, please go see my very good friend fireguy4187. This story is written with his permission to include him in the story, and to continue where he left off. I also changed our names as well. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "What do you have in mind?" you finally send back. How far will Dave let me take it? I think to m...