The following story is part three in a series of group encounters that are loosely based on a real experience I had a few years ago with a man I met online. He told me he was looking for a very oral submissive who would swallow his cum as well as his piss—something I was very willing to do. At all of our encounters, he ordered me to call him 'Sir,' and he al...
I really liked the "One Night in XXX" reader challenge, and if the challenge is over, that doesn't mean I can't still use the format. This is set in Hampton, Virginia and around Langley Air Force Base, in 1986, before cell phones, before DNA testing, before AIDS among straights, before Google and internet searches and, to be honest, before some of the more s...
The following story is the first chapter in a series of group encounters that are loosely based on a real experience I had a few years ago with a man I met online. He told me he was looking for a very oral submissive who would swallow his cum as well as his piss—something I was very willing to do. At all of our encounters, he ordered me to call him 'Sir,' an...
Bob Dylan's voice, in a pleasant level from the speakers; "The times, they are a-changing". And as I listened, I enjoyed a glass of red wine, reflected of life itself, my life, women and particularly my wife. Not many years ago, women stayed at home and men worked. And some lucky men travelled on business, stayed at hotels, drinks in the bar and happy life....
It was nearly ten o' clock at night and Jasmine decided she'd had enough of driving. She was going to check into the next hotel she saw and get some rest. Luckily the next exit was only a mile away. She took it and the first hotel she saw was a Hilton Garden Inn in a suburban Nebraska town. She pulled into the parking lot, parked, quickly reserved a room on...
As I mentioned in chapter one, my time with Maya in the computer lab was not my first sexual encounter. That honour went to Courtney. Courtney epitomised grace and beauty, and I had loved her since I set eyes on her at the start of secondary school. She had always been physically more mature than other girls, and at eighteen was tall and slender, with perfe...
We had been dating for four months but we hadn't yet "done the deed", so to speak. You know what, I hate that phrase, but it's something my friends are always asking me. "Have you done the deed yet?" They'd ask with a broad smile across their face. And I'd come up with a reason why we hadn't. "Nah we both too pissed", or "It's the time of the month could yo...
Author's note: The Depths of Depravity series is an anthology of short, stand-alone stories. They're written from a first- and second-person perspective, with the first-person character being a nameless, faceless, dominant man, and the second-person character a submissive woman. I've kept the physical descriptions of these characters as light as possible, so...
Chapter 2: A strange story David re-married a gorgeous blonde. They made plans for a family of their own. He was forty-one. She was twenty-four. It's great to be rich. His lawyer called one day. "David, do you know a woman names Noelani Autin?" At first he could not recall. He was silent. "Are you there?" "Yes, why?" "You have been served with a paterni...
Author's note: Dear reader, please read Part I before reading this part. It will make more sense. * The date came and I was walking up the stairs again to Diane's bedroom. Again, there was music from our college days playing softly. Again, she was all but nude wearing only a sheer nightie and a smile. I moved toward her but stopped. I told Diane that I...