"Yassin, bring your ass back to bed," I call out to my husband Yvon "Yassin" LeConte. I'm badly in need of, well, him, after coming home from hard day at work. I work for the Ontario Ministry of Community Safety & Correctional Services as a corrections officer. Today was particularly grueling because we had a mini-riot, but we managed to restore order befo...
She makes a tentative entrance into the room. I observe her from my seat on the couch as she silently begins to strip away her clothing; each item a plate of her armor of dignity. Before she can replace bespoke dignity with the comfort of nudity, she halts undressing. Remaining are her nondescript sports bra and cotton panties. Feeling sexy has no residence...
Candles flickered on the nightstands in our bedroom as I entered. My wife Tessa lay on the bed wearing black thigh high stockings, black heels, her long red hair cascading over her big tits, her erect nipples standing out red and swollen signs of being worked over by her lover Richard. The outfit Tessa wore was also one of Richard's favorites. Richard lay...
Jan Roth thought that her marriage was happy. She had still no clue, after 23 years of marriage to Reuben Roth, that he was not pleased or satisfied with her performance. She was just too vanilla for his taste, plain and simple. She only wanted missionary sex- albeit a lot of it. There were other factors as well. Jan was Episcopalian, and a devout one at th...
It was in the middle of the summer last year and I hadn't gone to the ocean as often as I wanted, so I called my friend Nancy and arranged to a Saturday excursion at the beach. It started out with me driving my convertible Honda del sol over to Nancy's to pick her up. I was dressed for action and so was she. Both of us in very hot looking Frenchcut bikinis....
Mistress Fatuma Suleiman looked down at her latest slave, Sadiq Kadir. The burly Saudi man howled as the Somali dominatrix's other slave, well-endowed Somali stud Mohammed Mokhtar thrust his big ebony cock into the Arab man's asshole. Mistress Fatuma Suleiman watched the hot male to male action, fingering her wet pussy with one hand and stroking her thick bl...
We called them ‘Sanitary Sundays', the one day we'd devote a leisurely hour to grooming ourselves. First, the necessary ablutions; teeth, toilet, shower. Then, we'd fill the tub and soak. And shave. I've kept myself bare down there, since I first began to study dance. I'm hairy, and I thought the bulge in my tights unsightly. Then, too, the sweat; well- I'l...
It has been an unusually quiet evening. Peaceful. The only sound is that of the leaves softly whispering in the gentle breeze. Outside the world is cloaked in an almost impenetrable darkness. Glistening snow covers the frozen earth like a thick blanket. Perhaps tonight will be the night. The thought comes unbidden and I silently scold myself for it; getting...
When the internet as invented, it was an astonishing marvel that created a technological singularity that advanced humanity beyond its basic limitations. Cancer was cured, rocket-science became public transportation and global warming didn't stand a chance. As the population boomed and robotics became as advanced as they were, the solar system was suddenly m...
The girls could finally relax. Father William was still in a stupor and needed no attention except for the occasionally cleansing of the brightly colored hibiscus vomit from His shirt. "We had a lot of customers." Alice wasn't really inclined to conversation but the silence was deafening after the hullabaloo of a crowded carnival. "Oodles." Imogen was ab...