Note from the author: this is part 3 of my Sex Ritual series. If you haven't read the pervious stories and would like some context I encourage you to go back and read those first. If you've already read them or don't really care about context then feel free to continue and enjoy. All characters are 18+. *This story contains graphic scenes of nonconsent/relu...
I hadn't dropped out of college, I told myself. I just - hadn't gone back. Refusing to stay with my parents after a terrible row on Christmas day, I had got the coach to the Alps, and found an agency that provided chalet girls for the high-end ski trade. Finally, I used my education for something practical - to impress them at the interview with my sophist...
I have been waiting for this day I think all my life. I know when I get down there I will meet this man with such a lovely dirty mind. God it seems like everything that I have ever wanted to do in my sexual life, he has done. I can’t help but wonder a few things as this shift is coming to an end. The morning traffic I was sure would take my mind off of my jo...
They were friends, but Natasha rarely called Pepper. Categorical distrust of cell phones. Pepper didn't even have a picture associated with her number; just the anonymous silhouette. She'd had a picture for Natalie Rushman, but that had been a cover identity. Using it for Natasha was like... using a picture of Tina from Accounting before the gender-reassignm...
It was the day before her forty-ninth birthday. We had been having sex all afternoon and enjoying it as ever, but there was an undercurrent and in the breaks between she was wistful and quiet. In the end I asked her 'What's wrong?' 'Hmmmm!' she said; 'I was trying to hide it.' 'You're not doing very well. What is it?' 'How long have we been doing this no...
My wife is incredibly beautiful and sexy. We are happy and comfortable together and make love regularly. Our sex life is never dull as we both enjoy vivid imaginations and experiment openly with each other's fantasies. There is only one thing my sex life lacks: the wank. As a teenager I masturbated constantly. Even after "scoring" with girls, and even whil...
The fact that I wanted to cum so bad that I could scream, motivated me to focus intently on the deception at hand. When I arrived home, I was stunned to find Bill's car in the driveway, a half hour before he usually gets home from work. He must have left early or he had driven very fast. I found out later, both. When I parked next to his car, I just fussed a...
If, for you, jerking off isn't trendy, Then read about wanking for Wendy, Now her story is out, I don't have a doubt, You'll be hard as a rock, not bendy. * The nature of marriage has changed rapidly. During 25 years in the swinging scene I've seen it happen at first hand. In the old days there weren't too many of us, we were mostly late-30's and 40's and...
***All characters are over 18*** Five Months Later... "So he was into face-fucking you, huh?" "Yeah. I mean, he wasn't huge or anything, so I could definitely deepthroat him. But I figured I'd throw in a couple chokes and gags just to keep him happy." Britney laughed at Trisha's remark. In the last five months, the two girls had become closer than ever....
Principal Edwards laid his glasses on his desk as he sighed heavily, an all too familiar issue had occurred again. He peered across his desk at the young man before him as he shook his head, his disappointment was overly apparent. Smithfield Academy had little tolerance for bullying and zero tolerance for any bullying related to race or sex. The middle-aged...