* * * * This is the first of a two-part story. Each story recounts the same event; this story told from his point of view, and the other story from her perspective. Pick your preference, or read both. Hope you enjoy, Annie O. * * * * Weekend Work: Watching Her I had just mowed the lawn and was rounding the far corner of the house to fetch the rake, when...
Mary jerked awake when the alarm went off. She reached over and silenced it quickly, then paused to make sure Mike was still asleep. She heard a soft snore and relaxed, glad that he had not been roused. He hated being woken up in the morning before the last possible moment that allowed him to get ready for work on time. She carefully slid out of bed and wen...
She held my hand as we walked up the stairs together towards her dorm room. My heart was beating fast and I was understandably nervous, a part of my brain registering that I should be more worried that my hands might be sweaty or I should have worn more cologne, but I was so lost in the moment I was mainly just excited and happy. My knees even felt a little...
Below is a story about how my black cock addiction started when I was 18. My clock said 4:14am when I suddenly woke up from another one of my recurring dreams about big black cock. It has been happening more frequently and always ends the same way - a black cock is pounding this sexy white girl from behind. Right when he is about to orgasm, he flips her ove...
Goddess Ashley met me outside of a Panera Bread for the ostensible reason of returning my credit cards to me. She was sitting alone at a small table, drinking a mango smoothie. She wore a white halter top, black shorts, and white high-heeled sandals. Sunglasses stylishly perched atop that luxurious blonde hair. As I approached, I could see her ruminating on...
When my wife Kendra broached the topic of cuckolding with me, I tried hard to act surprised and even reluctant. We'd been married for six years at that point, and kept very few secrets from each other. I'm a closet bisexual tormented by my Catholic upbringing and my wife is an atheist. To say that we came from different worlds would be an understatement. Ken...
On my break at work I often log onto to various spanking websites to drool over stories and pictures. I am always careful to delete my browsing history before finishing my break. So I was startled when Winston, an Englishman who transferred from London to our branch in New York a few weeks ago, sat beside me one afternoon in the break room, and whispered "I...
I reluctantly awoke from my lazy morning slumber. The alarm had not yet gone off. The feel of the warm covers in the soft bed made me want to never open my eyes. That hazy, half sleeping, half waking state that I treasured in the morning never seemed to last long enough. Sunlight peeked through the shutters and inch by inch crept over my face, making it impo...
1. AT THE HUNT BALL Unremarked by the ladies in their crinolines or the gentlemen in their frock-coats, the two aristocrats slipped though the French windows onto the balcony. Behind them the music of a gavotte echoed from the ballroom. While the young, slim man gazed down into the dark evening, attempting to make out the shapes of the knot garden, the old...
With heavy breathing, you collapse forward on top of me. Your breath, whistling across my ear as your cheek becomes flush with mine, your body pressing against me. Your nipples, hard, resting against my chest. The unmistakeable musky smell of sweat, sex and satisfaction has filled the air, and we are one, floating along blissfully in the aftermath of ou...