(A standalone short.) * She put something in her drink. But not to take advantage... * Someone must have slipped something into her drink. Beyza was usually so careful. Never would she leave her drink unattended in a public space. That was just inviting disaster. And never would she accept a drink from a stranger; only from her closest friends, and even...
(This is my first story, any comments would be very helpful.) Half asleep, Mark felt a hand softly stroking the lump in his boxers and a whisper in his ear. "Wake up" Mark looked through bleary eyes at the alarm clock on his bedside table. 9am on a Sunday morning. "Why the hell am I up?" He groaned, rolling over and tightening the duvet around himself. "...
I stared into his eyes for a few moments contemplating on where to start. There was so much to tell. Slowly he moved his body off of mine and rolled onto the other side of the bed, his breathing slowed. I sat up, crossing my legs preparing myself for what I wanted to say. At first my words were barely audible. Tom sat up too and held my hands, caressing the...
There is a curious balance between watched and watching. Between prey and predator. He sees the whole class, he watches her. She sees him; she watches her back and knows because of this she is being watched. But by whom she doesn't fully know. It's a teacher, she knows. She feels the disapproving eyes on her as she moves from group to group, but they don't...
Major Carl Crouse sat naked in an open dressing gown, fingering his deflated cock whilst sipping a glass of excellent port. He smiled as he reminisced over his life and his new good fortune... He had always been despised as a child as he was unattractive, awkward and hopeless at sport. His pudginess had always been held to ridicule by boys and girls alike....
This is the fifth installment of an ongoing series. With the subject matter it should pretty much stand on its own, however please refer to Wrestling on the Third Date, Hiking With Nicole, Waiting for Alice, and I'll Take the Uglier One (in that order) for what came before. It started out like a typical fall Saturday evening, if your typical Saturday eve...
Part 1: The girls next door Lucas took his engorged penis in his right hand and persuaded it into his swimming trunks. He'd had the trunks since the summer before last, and now that he was eighteen he was taller and much sturdier. They fitted low and too snugly, and he had to arrange his sexual organ on an upward diagonal to avoid giving it an uncomfortable...
Days Twenty-Eight to Thirty-One I had been in prison for four weeks, and the monotony was really getting to me. The day after Exercise was always the worst: there were four more days of relentless boredom to go before Showers: and with Exercise being such a downer this time, and no sex to keep me going, I started to slide into strange, sometimes morbid, men...
Monday morning arrived, and Denise and I would embarking on our trip to our new clients city. We met at the office to pick up files and our laptops. Denise also brought her bag in so that we could load up my lingerie and toys without anyone being the wiser. I logged in to get final pre-trip instructions from Naughty at 8:59 am. "Put on your white lingerie...
Prelude. I was happily married and still am, but things have changed; or should I say that things have been changed - I have been changed. I was or rather am still wed to Anika, a rather dominating Polish lesbian, who married me for reasons of her own that are still a mystery to me. I'm not the man that I was...Oh, this is so confusing I'd better start at...