I have really been like this since puberty. My sex drive was uncontrollable then, as it is now. I filled out early, as a teen, and had rather full breasts for my lean frame, and my ass was well-defined from all the figure skating I did. The older boys were always flirting with me, and I very much enjoyed it then, as I still enjoy any male sexual attention no...
The gist of the game was simple, Dave explained. Everyone had to put $50 into the pot, winner take all. The winner of the game would be the winner of a hand of poker who could dare the loser of the hand to do something they would not do. The only catch was in order win the money the person doing the daring would have to complete the dare themselves. While...
Note: This is an introduction to a group of people who have found a very friendly way to live. They have traveled many different roads to arrive at this point in their lives. If there is enough response, I have written about some of those past routes. However, since some of them take place quite a bit earlier in the protagonist's lives, they would not be sui...
After watching that video, I became depressed. Returning the thumb drive carefully the way I found it, I locked the storage cabinet, and put the key back in its proper place. Still excited and aroused, I had to leave for work. The sensation and the image of my wife being fucked in the ass stayed with me. After the shock of seeing my wife under the control o...
All participants in sexual activity described are/were 18 or older at the time. This is a true story. I've changed names and location details - you know. You don't have to believe it. ***** First, a little history. Luci and I were newlyweds. Married less than a year at this point. We lived in a multi-unit building on base at an American Army base in Germ...
My alarm is a grating disturbance the next morning. I hadn’t come home until well after midnight the night before, so now I am running solely on four hours of sleep. I guess it’s the price of running off angrily due to a build-up of stress. I run to the bathroom, and who should I find in my shower but Mark, the horny little poker player. “Mark, what the hel...
It was much brighter than he expected. But then again, Michael had only seen bars like this in the movie. Dingy and dirty, with an air of sweat and smoke. The Leather geared burly men sitting in booths that had seen better days. This biker bar was surprisingly decent. Not the cleanest establishment, but passable and an excellent variety of ales on tap. Unli...
THE PROPER RULES FOR STRIP POKER: THE EPILOGUE (CONTINUED Author's Note: For new readers, this story is a continuation of my "Proper Rules" series; and in particular the last installment, which was very long, but nevertheless left some important loose ends. So I have continued the adventures of our intrepid strip poker players, and moved the story along in...
Imagine, you have a chance to live out a fantasy. That's what I've been able to do. This is the continuing story of my obsession with "Dirty Old Men', Bless them all. * Charlie stood up and pushed me aside. "Put them panties back on." He walked past me and into the living room. Did he say I was to be his personal sex slave? My god how did this happen? I k...
Sorry for the delay on the cliffhanger. I am still looking for an editor. If you can help, please leave me a note in the comments. The story of how I built my harem of lawyers. Seven years ago... Meeting Pamela. "What the fuck is she doing here, Kurt?" I asked as I took a step towards the consent-violating woman who ruined protocol poker at The Exchange by...