Et in Arcadia ego; "I too was in Arcadia" In Arcadia Damian Dastagna consumed his breakfast in the breakfast-nook with a warm, congenial feel of a man sure of victory. He loved victories and though he was scarcely what one might call a hard-boiled chap by dint of habit, he saw himself as a master of fisticuffs against the evils of life. There were certainl...
PART 15 POOL 2 As we walked outside, I noticed that our private area was more populated than expected. There were a few more additional males but more than a handful of additional and very attractive females. Sir Jeremy approached my wife quickly and I watched as the other women gawked at her and then began laughing at her as several of them even engaged in...
School wasn't for me, but I was blessed with a hard, lean body and cock that any porn star would be proud of. Being a male stripper isn't as glamorous as it sounds. For every bachelorette party with beautiful young woman, there are ten gigs with fat old ladies and another ten with creepy old men. My cock gets a lot of attention, but not a night goes by that...
Passed around as if a whore, a prim and proper wife is used, abused, and gangbanged. "Let me go! No! Stop! Please don't! No!" The drug was wearing off and, no longer feeling horny, she could see what was really happening around her. Surrounded by men, so many naked men they were either waiting to have their wicked way with her or already had their wicked w...
This is a story from last weekend. There are actually two stories in here, one from each night. The first one quiet, then second one... NASTY. My wife and I were away for the weekend to have a little fun. We got to the hotel on Friday night. Not a really nice place but it did have an outdoor pool and hot tub. It was one of those places where all the rooms l...
As per Darya's instructions, Nari and I began to spend a lot more time together. I usually ended up hanging out with him after rehearsals. He showed me some of his favorite places in the city of Fairhaven, and he made dinner for me quite a few times. It turns out he's actually a pretty good cook. To the casual observer, it looked like Nari was my boyfriend....
October was supposed to consist of fall leaves, pumpkin donuts, and apple cider. Instead, Maya looked out the window of her apartment and saw nothing but the green grass and sunshine of Savannah's most famous park. Heavy oak trees dotted the landscape surrounded by happy people and wandering children, but not one of them demonstrated a homesickness for a tru...
"I'm Eric. At least I think I am. But these days thinking is not my foremost talent. Drinking is. I am an accomplished drinker-thinker. I marinate my mind. My brain is a pickle. It may have been yesterday that I saw Irene. It may have been the day before. Not that I care much. (Liar!) Ehm...I seem to care. An itch says that I do. But I drink some more and...
What had started out as an argument – a simple squabble between a married couple – had quickly escalated into much, much more. Neither husband or wife were prepared to back down; both resolutely holding their own ground and prepared to capitulate nothing to the other. And so the dare was born. “Oh, come on. Everyone knows that men are far more predatory tha...
Santa shoved the last rectangular gift box into the big red bag he carried as the front door to the living room opened. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HAROLD?!!" Betty Emerson had come home from a long day of fighting the lines at the mall shopping for Christmas gifts for a get together with family and friends. She walked into her modest home to find her husb...