I woke up to my girlfriend slowly bobbing on my cock, licking around the head then teasing the slit before slurping it back into her mouth, trying to suck my balls through the shaft. "That's a hell of a way to wake up." before realizing I couldn't move my arms. "What the fuck?" and twisted to see that she'd cuffed them to the bedposts. Through my struggles,...
Chapter Eight – Naomi (this is not a standalone story. You should read the previous episode before going any further. ) I helped Naomi prepare for her first meeting with Marcus. Even though she had recently shaved her pussy, I suggested she remove any stubble from her nether region. Once her skin was completely smooth and free from hair, I rubbed her skin w...
Tia Blake. The warm body in my bed turned, and I smiled as Tilda's eyes opened and she kissed my forehead. "Morning!" she grinned. "Good morning, sweetheart. Sleep well?" "Always, next to you," she said sitting up. I slid up to sit beside her, my arm going around her thin waist. Neither of us had much to show for our, almost, fourteen years, and the...
Chapter 16 I was relieved that my visitors were always a few days or at least a week apart so I had a chance to recuperate. I put the GPS in the Suv and continued on my adventure to meet and name my neighbors. I thought I would go over to where I thought Grace lived and see if indeed she was living there or just visiting. The house was just a mile or so ou...
The Gambit – Sportsmanship Matters Author's note: This story arc is my first attempt in the Erotic Couplings genre. My other attempts all seem to have devolved into Romance. I suppose this could be, too. This is Part 2 of a 5-part story arc. There is a lot of non-sexual moving the story forward at the beginning, then the more erotic stuff, including some b...
Chapter 19 Frankie Goes to West Hollywood Sometimes, like a Ritalin-deprived preschooler wired on Count Chocula, love sneaks up behind you and bites you on the ass. Or something close to love, anyway. It's not always easy to figure out what exactly that emotion is. Cherie Jaffe lived in a gated mansion in Belair, and also in a beach house in Malibu, becaus...
It was Friday afternoon and I was driving southwest to visit the lady who is the ying to my yang. We have been friends for years and many lifetimes. There is a connection between us that is stronger than life itself but one that has been barely missed time and time again. In each case when one of us is getting out of a relationship, the other has just gotten...
My dad, he's a long-haul truck driver. Why? Well, because his dad was one. And grandpa was one because...well...his dad, my great-grandfather was one. Ah hell, I bet if you were to go back another generation you would find one of us hauling freight with a wagon and horses. Want to hazard a guess what I've spent the last few months in training for? Oh my n...
I was relived to finally step into my home after lingering at Kim's house for more than an hour. Brian, Jerry and Kim had kept themselves quite busy touching up different areas of the webpage. Kim left the two guys at the computer and walked me out to her deck as I was leaving for home. She told me that the two guys hadn't seen a single picture of me and she...
I had been living off the memory of me and Kate for six months. I stroked myself to completion in the shower dozens of times in the last six months thinking about how she sucked my dick. She did this not out of pity, rather out of recognition of a need involving a friend. I can still see her head bobbing back and forth and from side to side. I can still hear...