Jeremy and I had been sleeping together for a month -- once or twice a week at his place, maybe once a week at mine -- before he finally asked me a familiar question that most new lovers eventually raise. We'd gotten each other all hot and juicy with a languid me-on-top 69, and when we couldn't stand it any longer, I just straddled him and gave myself a good...
Peter was in a blissful state when the door opened quietly. The stone counter top was cold against his naked body. Warmth spread from his ass to flood his senses as his master brought the thin rod down hard against his ass again. He was deep in that precious state where only the erotic pain mattered. Neither Master nor submissive noticed the intruder. "12.....
Thanks must go to 'Jill' yet again for giving me the inspiration, plot and route to take. Without whose help this story would have gone west. Thanks again for bearing with me! This story contains consensual sex between adults if you don't like this genre don't read it! Otherwise enjoy. Oh and it contains naughty words, if you don't like reading words like...
The car was parked up a slope, underneath the bridge abutment and shielded on both sides by high weeds and underbrush. From its vantage one could see the narrow gravel road below winding along the floodplain of the summer-shrunken river. The area had an unkempt look with piles of broken concrete dropped here and there among the unruly patches of high weeds a...
Chapter 4. Doctor Coughlin Argie had been waiting patiently for thirty-four minutes when Dr. Coughlin came out to meet her. She jumped slightly when the handsome, dark-haired man breezed confidently into the room and extended his large hand to her. "Hi," he said in a resounding baritone, "You must be Mrs. Franck. I'm Dr. Everett Coughlin. Sorry, if I kept...
Below is my own personal diary. I started a week after I turned 18. It was meant then to be a record for myself of what I thought then would be the craziest week of my life. How wrong I was. I'm 19 now, and what you're about to read is how I slept with no less then 365 men in 365 days. A different man a day. As you'll soon see, sometimes I slept with men r...
Hello. My name is Timothy. I am a sexual addict. I am engaging in my fourth step in recovery: A searching and fearless moral inventory of myself. I started out the new year with a new attitude. I quit one shitty retail job to take a management position in another shitty retail job. There was also a determination to make an earnest effort to get a real girl...
Another flash of lightning outside drew Sarah out of her reverie. She didn't have to wait long for the inevitable crash of thunder. As she suspected the storm was drawing nearer. It seemed to be growing stronger as well. By the time she got home she would be in the middle of it, and it would very likely be at its peak as well. It was fitting. The rain and t...
I had just driven into town from college for winter break, I was 21 years old and I knew my parents were out at their Christmas party for my dad's work. It was held at the Drake hotel on Michigan Ave. in Chicago and they usually made a night of it and stayed downtown overnight. I had talked to my Mom so I knew my 7-year-old brother Kevin was at home being wa...
Mandy was sitting on a bar stool searching for a man. She'd been coming to this seedy tavern for almost a month now, trolling for just the right guy. She knew that she shouldn't be here in the first place; after all, she had a wonderful life. She was a gorgeous girl, she was halfway through college, and she had been living with her rich boyfriend for two yea...