...And then it was morning. Light shone through partially open blinds onto Larissa's nude form. She calmly underneath her bedsheets, sleeping deeply. The events of the previous night were forgotten to her; she'd get what she wished for, even if she didn't know what was coming. Anything and everything she would want, no matter how sexual, could become a reali...
As with most Friday mornings, I had made an early start in order to finish up the week's work and enjoy a worry-free weekend. Arriving in my office a few minutes before 7 a.m., I began taking advantage of the quite time to concentrate on a few pressing matters. Just as I was deep in thought, I heard what sounded very much like a young girl's half-timid and h...
I have many maxims that I live by, and one of them is "Nothing beats lesbian porn." So, in this installment, I'll be reviewing the first four films in Video Team's No Man's Land Interracial series. All four films cast away plot and go for simple sex scenes. The whole interracial angle is the common thread, but there are others. First, and most disappointing...
Larissa woke up slowly, sunlight permeating the curtains in her bedroom. She stretched her tired muscles in bed, beating back the blankets and covers that snaked around her body like an unseen lover. In contrast, her dreams had been extremely loving; although she couldn't really remember the dreams, she knew that thinking about them provided a pleasurable, c...
It all started one summers day when I was walking along the road coming home from the pub minding my own business. I could here the car from a distance coming up behind me, but took no more notice than usual. The car screeched to a halt, tires smoking and the door opened hands came out through the door and grabbed me. Hands covered my face, held my arms toge...
I am Joseph. I have been described as tall, handsome, cocksure and obsessive. Whatever I do, I do to the best of my ability. Soon my skills will be put to the test in ways that I cannot reasonably predict. I go to university and major in international studies and sociology. The university itself is a sprawling village of buildings dating back to the 1960s....
I wrote this a long, long time ago. For some reason, I thought I submitted it, but then remembered I never extended the ending as intended. I'm going to leave it and move on to other works, but I think it's fun enough for publishing. It's hardcore, but just barely, so if a playful, teasing story isn't your bag, you may wish to move on. Cheers! ***** My nam...
Peter lay perfectly still. The moonlight streamed in through the window where the drapes didn’t quite come together in the window. It wasn’t hard to stay awake. The memory of that afternoon still haunted him, as evidenced by the tent pitched conspicuously on the bed before him. Soon Susan’s breathing deepened and slowed as she drifted off to sleep. She look...
Hubby looked at me, my spread legs bound to the swivel chair my empty utters aching turning purple from being bound tightly. I gave Hubby soft moo as he renewed his focus to my peehole. He placed some KY on it. Hubby rubbed his little finger pushing it in fairly easy to the first knuckle. He grabbed the second plug in my Christmas gift box. Hubby slowly push...
"Good afternoon, George Prince speaking." "I'm wet." My wife's voice was breathy, and I could faintly hear birds in the background. I smiled to myself and leaned back in my chair, sliding back from the desk a little and looking out the window across the sunny cityscape, wishing I could be with her. ...but the phone call would need to suffice. "It sou...