The next morning was only slightly awkward as Vesper stood at the counter in her kitchen, stirring up a bowl of pancake mix. As she mixed the thickened concoction she was mostly thinking about whether or not to add blueberries or chocolate chips. Then her mouth would intermittently form into a small, knowing smile as she thought about how Mr. Hughes had woke...
The aftermath of Round One found Carter and me cuddled together on one of the couches in the huge fuck room at the Roughrider Bar. We were soon joined by a cum covered Chloe, who sat, leaving me in the middle. I laughed and sang to her: "Rebel rebel, what's on your dress? Rebel rebel, your face is a mess. Rebel rebel, how could they know?" Chloe joined me...
Hi all. This is my first post here, so please be gentle with me! I initially wrote this for a pen-pal who gave their blessing on me sharing it with more people. So here you go - I hope you all enjoy reading it just half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :) Very briefly, the story is about a young man and an older woman, a client at his massage clinic. It goe...
Over the next week, my brain kept exploding a little when I remembered what I had done at Alan's place. It was a huge distraction as the feelings, smells, and tastes flooded back in and pushed everything else out of my mind. I was surprised that while there was a sort of awkwardness about it, I didn't feel conflicted or ashamed or hung up that I'd had sexual...
I don't know how else to explain the days after Brian left, other than carnal. We talked at length about what had happened with the three of us, and the time Ash was with him alone. Yes, there were moments of jealousy, but we talked through them. Fantasizing about this together for so long, and then living it out, was much more intense than either of us tho...
This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters; it will help me improve my writing, enhance the story line, and encourage me to continue writing. Also, take a moment and vo...
The massage business that I had set up in a back room of my home was doing very well. I was busy Monday through Friday, mostly with board housewives who liked feeling my strong hands on their backs. Sometimes I would let an attractive customer seduce me; after all, I am a virile man in his prime, and all that contact with female flesh keeps me on edge. But I...
Two hours later, Mike parked his car in the basement garage and led me into a large mirrored elevator. As soon as the doors closed he lost whatever patience and self-control he had left and pushed me up against the button panel, accidentally pressing several floor buttons with my ass, while kissing my neck vigorously. "I want you so bad," he murmured betwe...
It had come up before a couple of times before. My husband of many years was offering to serve as my "Boy Toy" for a day. I had always laughed and joked but this time was different, I was considering it. My sex slave for a day, how exotic. "How would this work?" I asked. I don't think he ever expected me to pursue it. "Well, I'm not sure, but would you l...
Isabella bit her lip, watching the naked women struggle before her. Two blondes, sleekly muscled from the gym, grappled hand to hand, breast to breast. Naked except for the long leather gloves that kept their nails from tearing each other, the two had fought for nearly half an hour. A bell rang, and the dark haired girl turned to see Amelia, the older woman...