I sit and wait patiently as my new hucow wakes up. I sit on the bench inside the rather cool barn with the hay on the ground cushioning my feet. I watch as my new hucow sits in her stable. She lays there sleeping strapped to her bondage rig in the room I locked her up on. It's almost sunrise as she lays there unable to move but not even trying to in her slum...
There is something about the deep woods, even at mid-day, which is almost mysterious. Very little sunlight filters through - and you have the impression it’s almost twilight. They walked holding hands, kissing, pretending to be teenagers. Before she met Denis, Katherine thought her life was boring. She went to work, visited dance clubs, read soft and not-so...
Adventures with Charlotte Part 1 My roommate and his girlfriend had been fighting for a while. To be honest, that seemed to be the only thing they did anymore. I couldn't remember the last time they'd had a pleasant, or even truly civil conversation. The tiniest thing set both of them off anymore, and I was spending more and more time holed up in my room t...
CHAPTER 21 The rest of the day past without incident, except for face book photos of Derek and Bobby. Looks like it went virile with the caption twenty year old suck eighteen year old cock. Even the girls now wanted to hang out with Bobby and of course to boys pat Bobby on back and grab their crutches in front of Derek embarrassing him. They walked home to...
A story by Casuarina * I was surprised when Alan invited Jen and me to a soccer social evening, as he was hardly a mate of mine in fact I thought he disliked me intensely. You see I play for a local kick about team every Saturday morning as a reserve, and I don't usually go to these affairs. Sitting in the local that night I was even more surprised when Je...
Sam Martin sat back in his office in Kentucky, thinking over the news he'd just gotten. The Commander had fallen... not to a bullet, or a bomb; not to any sort of enemy action. To simple old age. An enemy nobody could fight for too long. 'Well' he thought, as he hoisted his small glass of grape juice towards the west, towards the resting place of the man he'...
CHAPTER 1 Seated at the breakfast table, hidden from his wife Janis behind a rustling newspaper, Claude Jones said grumpily, "What time did the little bitch get home this morning? She's becoming later and later." A car door slammed and drunken voices shouted, "Goodbye Nikita." A screech of burning rubber indicated a nutter drove the vehicle. "Here she is...
But 'Oh the pleasure' in the end, (No pun intended) . A true but cautionary tail of fantasy, curiosity, pain and finally a dawning of a personal pleasure, when a young lady summons up the courage to try and find out what she missed as a teenager at school. (Do not rush to try this – if you have ever remotely considered doing what Carol did, think again, be v...
In our masculine culture, most of the erotic sex stories that we read or see, 95% of our information is about the things and actions that men need to experience from love and sex. They are about the enjoyment and satisfaction men get from the female body. Their approach, wishes, and actions are mostly selfish. This story is about 'Women's Choices.' When fem...
It was way back in the early 1950's, but the memory remains so strong. As it should. Surely no one ever forgets their first sexual experience, whether it be with shame, disappointment or pure joy it has to fix itself into the memory bank. After all those decades, I can still classify that time as a mix of all three, with perhaps the addition of shock and sur...