Genevieve was rarely homesick now. She'd found other ways to keep herself busy since she had taken up sleeping with her employer, the man who owned the expensive estate she worked on. Gen was the personal maid to a millionaire family run by a young CEO who was coming slowly into his inheritance as his father continued to ail. He was rich, indulgent, good lo...
My wife Erin and I didn't usually do much Valentine's Day celebrating, I think it is pretty corny and Erin doesn't care one way or another, but this year it fell on a Friday so we really had no excuse not to at least get out of the house. We decided to go out for dinner and drinks and see where the night took us. Our dinner reservations were at 7pm at a ni...
This story is the first in a series, "West of Boston." Wayne woke up dreaming of sex again. But when it registered that his cock really was being sucked, he tried to sit up. Between his knees, Jessie was busily working him with her mouth. She smiled up at him and said: "Happy Birthday, honey." Keeping her eyes on his, she returned to his cock. Wayne sighe...
This story uses the character of "Dr. Donald Larkin", with the explicit permission of SEVERUSMAX, an established writer on this site. It's a minor character in his story "The Professor's Bride", mentioned only briefly. This is his past and background. Donald Larkin lived in a college town, but his parents weren't part of the faculty. His mother taught, alr...
Evan and Sara pulled their car into the winding parking lot. The health club was attached precariously to the side of a cliff overlooking the ocean, and the parking lot wound around beneath it. At first it looked as if there were only five or ten cars there, but as they rounded each turn a new little alcove of spaces revealed that the lot probably held close...
Summary: Falling in love with one of my mom's female friends. This woman, Amanda, she has been my mom's best friend since a long time. They were always hanging out together, shopping together, most of the time, mom would spend her free time with her. I was 20 years old and she was a 25 years old married woman, her husband was a Spanish rich man, and they ha...
For as long as I could remember, I had always wanted to visit a strong woman who would put me over her knee and give me a long, hard, thorough spanking. I tried to repress these feelings, but this made me miserable. I looked for clues in very person I met, hoping, they would have this shared desire of mine, but I felt totally alone and isolated, like a freak...
Eleanor stared at the young black man who had become her night in shining armor in this strange land of casual sex, rotund naked women who orgasmed in front of half a dozen strangers and god only knew what else. His words filtered through her muddled brain, was she ready for the rest of the tour? No, no she was not. But having come this far in the charade sh...
It's very important to keep one's eyes on trends. Black sexuality is political. There is an emerging movement, very much like feminism of the 60s but dissimilarly driven, that has given rise to a segment of the population referring to themselves as sluts and whores as some sort of "empowerment". Some women are doing so without thought or consciousness, becau...
A Man Will plant His Seed Anywhere. A Woman Will Spoon The truth is that as a man I am deeply motivated by my genetic disposition which encourages me to plant my seed in all women who stand close enough to me, that I am able to sense and smell them. As a man I toil to accept the fact that: A) Men and women are equally as sexual, and that B) Monogamy i...