It didn't take me as long to recover as I had thought, at least I awoke late the next morning with a raging piss hard-on. I made a wavering bee-line to the bathroom to stand quivering over the toilet bowl, urging my cock to wilt just a little so I could drain my bladder. I couldn't piss with a hard-on. Finally, after agonizing minutes, I could finally pee,...
Life has a way of throwing us into unexpected situations that reveal our true selves. If you asked me a month ago where I thought I'd be, this wouldn't be it. My name is Suleiman Barre and I'm a young Somali man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got one hell of a story to share with you folks. This tale took place during Canada Day 2015 in the City of O...
Ella sat around at the party, examining the many people that came in through the doors. There was only one reason she was at the party, and that was to see Denny Olvarios. She had loved him since she was in eighth grade, when she was more awkward. Ella had sat next to Denny for a few months in her English and Reading class, but her teacher had moved her to t...
The Art of Being Stupid Begins Friday May 15th, 1981 was about to be the greatest day of my life. When the sun went down that evening I would still be a jackass but at least there'd be some improvement in this wretched thing called the being I was. After twenty-eight years of being an idiot, I was finally getting laid. Thank God for that angel by the name o...
I was cleaning up around the apartment when my best friend Victoria called me at about noon on her cell phone. "I'm taking Andrew to a convention out of town. I'll be gone for the weekend. DO you mind going over and making Ron's dinners while I'm gone? You know how he hates to cook." "Sure, no problem!" I answered. We talked a little more about the conventi...
"Eve, that was incredible" I heard through a distant fog. The voice was Louise talking to me. I had just peed my panties and masturbated myself to a tremendous orgasm in front of her and William, the therapy assistant. "I've never seen anyone so stimulated from a debasing act. There's no doubt that you are a piss slut, but we'll need to expand your degradati...
She paused in the echoing hallway to smooth her hands along her knee-length corduroy skirt, blotting her damp palms and attempting to compose herself. As she worked up her nerve, two matronly teachers passed without so much as a nod or a sideward glance, intent on their lukewarm conversation and steaming coffee mugs. She tried to tell herself that she hadn't...
He walked through the front door, tired and feeling exhausted after the long arduous day at work. Loosening his tie and stretching his aching and tired muscles as he tossed his keys in the basket on the credenza. The light was on upstairs in the bedroom and all was quiet, he could feel the excitement deep down inside of his loins. The mere thought of her lay...
The breeze was blowing through the green umbrella awning causing the edging to flap noisily. Inside the music was playing just above a conversational tone, Dean, Frank, Satchmo and Peggy and others singing the classics. Students, sales people, an occasional teacher, moms with kids in tow, and grandparents having a day out with their little ones all line the...
Ted pulled out of the space at the park. It was fall, but still warm out, and his car air conditioner blew cool air in his face and on his arms, and made him shiver from the evaporation of the sweat that had covered his skin. He was reveling inside at what he had just done. "I made a girl cum on the phone," he thought. "Not just a girl," he added, "Emily....