This story is a work of fiction. Actually the first one I have tried to write so please be kind with the feedback. As he left for work he kissed me goodbye and said "today was a good day but wait until tonight." Sometimes I don't understand him. Why would he say something like that when he works until 6:00 A.M.? I spent the rest of the evening doing my wi...
We sit facing each other. Your black skin stark against my white skin. Yours is iridescent in the black lights hanging like overripe grapes above my bed. We both smoke from the bubbler, blowing smoke on each other's neck and in each other's mouth, kissing. I like Kissing. On our knees facing each other. Tongues barely touching each other, hot breath, lips...
Your hand slides down my thigh as I try to concentrate on the road. You don't make it easy. I look over at you, your red dress, your eyes, your mouth. Every moment taking you in is a flash-bulb's pop of want and need. I speed up a little. You grin irrepressibly, and let your hand move across the bulge of my pants. You rub up against it and I inhale sharply....
A soft sigh as I stretch in my sleep, a finger coming to rest on my bottom lip. My dreams are filled with images of the sun dappled leaves in the wood and stolen moments with you. Your fingers brushing my hair back from my face, which I raise to catch a kiss. Muted moans of pleasure as your lips touch my throat, a soft laugh as I feel your teeth nipping. I r...
You don't know how you ended up in this position- naked, chained to your bed, blindfolded. You don't know who is responsible for it, if its your friends having fun with you after last nights party in which you are fairly sure you passed out in the living room, on the coffee table. Or if this is the work of HIM. You don't know if you're alone; you hear vo...
[pre-story]Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, public sex. Disclaimer: All characters are 18+[/pre-story] Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 1 The basement door in the Fenton house suddenly slid open with a hiss, and Madeline Fenton emerged, the brilliant paranormal researcher and happily married mother of two wiping a glob of green goo off the sleeve of her...
A NEW BEGINNING By silky52 Sitting here during lockdown I think back over my life and specially my sexual life, the year was 1971 and little did I know that I was about to be introduced to something that would then lay dormant for far too many years. It all started at a party in North London, I was sitting on the floor staring into space, the music w...
Another of my very strong, dirty, nasty sex stories, where a Master gets to use a willing sub slut. Please don't read if hard and strong stories aren't your thing. Please note, I do love women, and am a gentle guy. I have found that there are many women who have a need, a deep down sexual hunger, for pure dirty sex for pleasures sake, and as part of that, th...
We finally got our own place, and upon arriving home from work one day, you are nowhere to be found. I go to the bedroom to get out of my work clothes and into something a little more comfy, when I find a note. "Come to the basement." I finish changing into my old pajama pants and an old t-shirt before following your instructions. As I open the basement door...
*** Author's Note: This is my time ever showing anyone something I've written. I welcome all criticism! *** I start gently rubbing across and down your shoulders as I softly kiss behind your ear, tracing my lips down your neck before gently biting just above your collar. My hands lift your shirt slightly to rub across your stomach to just below your chest a...