Marliese Richards made her way off of the elevator and onto the penthouse floor of the hotel and cautiously made her way into the foyer. Immediately a beefy looking security goon stepped in front of her and halted the young lady with a menacing stare. "Private party." The no-necked man stated matter-of-factly. "Um, my name should be on the guest list." She...
Note: this website does not encourage illegal activity. Prostitution is legal in some jurisdictions. Please check your local laws. * Every so often I get a note from someone, asking me how to get into the "business". It usually comes from a girl, late-teens, and I don't think the message is necessarily sincere, but it comes from a matter of intrigue. Unles...
WARNING: This story involves cuckold sex with a man and cumswapping. Please do not read if you do not enjoy these topics. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual event...
In my letter to my former wife, I finished: "Raised Quaker, I cannot allow myself to be consumed by hate, but I am deeply disappointed by the you-that-is-now, who was and is a gang-banging corporate and private whore. I still love Miola, the you-that-maybe-used-to-be, who I stupidly believed was a loving wife, but those feelings will fade as time passes. Go...
So, there I stood naked, in front of Melody, her husband Mike, her brother Jim and his wife Kathy, and Melody had just been told to spank me, in front of them. I had come to Melody's home because she told me to come there, wearing only my coat and heels and she had me give the coat to her husband for him to hang up. I was embarrassed as hell but I was secre...
Note to readers: This is a straight continuation of part 1, not a sequel, so it plunges you right in. Also, for those who did read part 1 in its first few days of posting, this will look familiar at the top, because I accidentally posted the whole story (with the second half unpolished and incomplete) and it took a few days to fix that—this is the finished s...
I had been fucking my bitch sub Mike for quite some time now, sometimes it would be when I wanted to take any frustration out on him by pounding his ass hard, sometimes he would just beg for it like the little faggot whore he is. He loved cock. But only black cock. He knew black cock was superior to white, and he especially loved my thick black cock in his l...
Jack Dawson tossed his duffle bag onto the chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. He quickly rid himself of his boots and stretched out of the king sized playground he had not frequented since his deployment to Iraq. Fourteen months was a long, long time for a man to go without. He was lucky to be alive. His reserve unit was finally sent home after a tou...
Chapter 2: Blazing Saddles Originally titled "Whoring Night Chapter 2" Rewritten and edited by La Pantera Bonita I decided to introduce my friend Roger to the Block. He hasn’t been laid in a few years and needed to get his tubes cleaned out. Roger is a Texan. He is 6'6" tall and is built like a sumo wrestler. He has a handle bar mustache and dark long hai...
"Woodrow!" I heard the shrill voice call out from the patio door. "Woodrow? I seem to have made a big ol' mess of myself. In real life, Brooke was a lovely woman. A refined mother of three who volunteered at the school, spoke quietly, and baked cookies. On Saturday nights though, or at least Saturday nights when she was at a party, Brooke started by putting...