Chapter 6: The party Weeks pass; the things I hear through the grapevine about this blonde nymph are outrageous. No wonder, the things she said and did to me were crazy cool, but a base part of me found it intoxicating. So, I am invited back for a party, a "sleep-over". I can't resist, I make excuses to my girl and she agrees a bit too quickly, so I set up...
It all started as a game. A sexy little romp into jealousy and voyeurism. We, my sexy little, post-teen girlfriend and I, would go out occasionally. A few drinks and an eyeful of passersby, and we would talk and point out our tastes to one another. She pointing out the standouts in the female population and an occasional eye-catcher in the men's, I pointing...
Gray's morning before visiting the drapery shop began with his further just reduction at the hands of his betters; he was led from the bed on his leash by Hope; his cock rising immediately at the silence of her stern authority, and then fully erecting as he was taken to her toilet. His balls tingled with submissive anticipation as she sat on the toilet pedes...
In the gloom of the club she knelt beside him, leaning into his leg, comforted by his hand playing with the strands of her hair or tracing the curve of her shoulder. Around them music and lights pulsed and moved. People talked, danced, laughed and enjoyed themselves. But she was quiet, still, lost in her own world yet acutely conscious of her Master sitting...
"It's all 'Her pussy dripped from her desire' and 'His cum exploded from his pistoning cock.' I'll try and find something worthy of reading." He looked over at her to see if he had embarrassed her, and then worse, himself. She had pulled the rolling chair next to his, her expression engaged but otherwise unreadable. It was a Friday night. Their 4th date. T...
When I first started writing, I tried anything that came to mind. I wrote science fiction, fantasy, business stories. They were erotic stories, mostly just so I could be a part of that online community, but anything with a penis in it always ended up with one main character that was just like me. Eventually I decided that this wouldn't stop until I gave up a...
Professor Walter F. Larsson awoke from his nap with a start. The TV was still on, the silver-haired commentator deploring the most recent depravities in this godforsaken wasteland that his wife of four months called home and in which he had so unwisely chosen to spend his sabbatical.. He heard the sound of motorcycles revving up and then shutting down. His...
I read what Frédéric wrote about me and my subscription to the massage institute. I will tell you more. I regularly go back to the institute as I have a subscription that allows me an unlimited number of sessions. But what I like most is when we both go with my husband. It's more rare because he works, but it happens quite regularly on weekends. I realize...
As much as Joriah made them to be warriors to protect the weak, he wanted them to be hedonistic to baffle the minds of the Purists, who wanted to achieve what they have naturally. So when making the Sha Mi Zen, Joriah not only heightened their drive, but also created in them certain hormones and erogenous spots to make sex the most enjoyable experience for...
BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS Anhedonia plagued him at the oddest times. Often, and especially, on Sundays. As Oliver stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind him with a twist of the expensive lacquered doorknob, he realized that not a single person had asked him a question about himself in sixty-eight days. One more day and a grim numeric milestone...