It was hot. It was my birthday. Sara told me where to meet. Was this really going to be as good as she had suggested? Only time would tell. When I saw her sitting on the bench at High Park...Sara looked better than I had ever seen her before...and she was stunning from the first day I had seen her a few years back. We had teased and flirted and played a l...
Guilt is a strange emotion, a strange event. It can make people do the most vulnerable things. It can make people bare their souls. It can make people show their shadow self. Somehow he must be feeling guilt, but I'm not sure why. I don't know if I'll ever know why, but he is. He comes to me to confess, to tell his secrets, to bare his soul. I am there to cl...
This is the third chapter in the series HouseKeeping. It would be best if you could read first Chapter 1 and then Chapter 2 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 3. This chapter, as are the first two chapters, is long on tease and titillation and short on raw sex. If you want a quick jerk-off story, this might not serve your purpose...
It had been several weeks since my wife Pat and I had heard from the Boss. As you may know the "Boss" is the only name that we had for the leader of a gang of black thugs that had been using us for their sexual pleasure and profit for a few months. During that time Patricia and I had been forced into a number of different sexual encounters with the Boss and...
Authors note: Like most erotic stories mine are a mixture of fact and fantasy. My main character, you could say my heroine, is based wholly on my beautiful and sexy wife Susan. As a writer I hate stereotypes but I don't apologise for the fact that Susan really does have 34DD tits, with large coral coloured nipples, as her photographs and good brassieres both...
Author's Note: It's been a year, I know, and I'm clearly a horrible person. However, here I give you the long awaited third installment of To The Palace. Enjoy! ***** Sanxar grumbled as he left Prince Seian's room, hating that he had been cursed into helping the Wolven whore. She was, however, the lost princess of the Wolves, which meant that she was not...
He'd lodged at many places before. He was an itinerant musician and drifted from one bar job to the next, and sought out places to crash as he shifted from one urban or suburban conurbation to another. 'Miss Randle – 345 Clementine St.'; the rates looked ok. He'd give it a go. As soon he ascended the steps to the porch at the front of the weatherboard house...
Old Black Willy and Nurse Debbie My name is Willy Green but everyone who knows me calls me Old Willy. That's because I'm 62 and I've had wrinkled looking skin since my early days. If you ever asked about me my friends would always say I was a hard working black man that loves pussy. I don't care what color size or shape a woman is, if she's willing to sprea...
Mandy slowly stripped off her clothes and lay back on the bed. She asked the anxious young man, "Did you do as I asked? A week without cumming?" "Yes..." he answered in a shaky voice. The thirty year old married woman then said, "You may undress." The young man, maybe all of 20, quickly removed his clothes and stood by the bed. Mandy smiled as she looked a...
Kara stretched out on the floral-patterned comforter that covered her large bed, enjoying the feeling of the cool material, not yet lent warmth from her flushed, naked body. She spread her long, slender legs and lightly trailed the tips of her long fingernails over her perfectly smooth, hairless snatch. Only a few feet away, sat her favorite sex toy. It was...