The women went home and broached the concept of the party with their husbands. They all reported at our next weekly meeting that their husbands were on board. I had not expected they wouldn't be. I knew this gang of men. Not one of them would pass up the chance to try some strange pussy. On the night of the party, all did not go according to plan because of...
Editor’s Note: This is the third chapter of the parts expunged from the published Gulliver’s Travels. Chapter Three --- I am revived. Griselda defends me against her mistress. The trial of the dildo and the Lady Petrova’s penance. The screwed dual coupling is used. The revolt has been prevented. The messenger is rewarded. I remain apprehensive. --- I r...
Nic was the most adorable guy I'd ever met. He was so shy and quiet around girls he liked which was a sharp contrast to how social and animated he was with his platonic friends. If you didn't know him, from his behavior you'd think he didn't like the very girls he liked. I was one of those girls who didn't know it, and I thought he ignored me because he di...
I bet you are the same as me. You hate those conferences, the ones that go on forever, regurgitating points that you know fine well. Sitting there, my head going into some form of terminal relapse within a stuffy room... well, I was glad when it was over!! Waving goodbye to my work colleagues, I refused their tentative, sketchy plans to 'go for a meal' 'find...
My name is Byron Blanc. I'm a five-foot-eleven, lean and fit young man of Haitian-American descent. I live in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, but I was born and raised in the town of Atlanta, Georgia. I'm twenty seven years old and hold a Master's degree in Criminal Justice from Georgia State University. I used to be a cop in Atlanta for three years bef...
Tomas walked slowly back home right before dawn, his handsome features etched with frustration and fatigue. It had taken every ounce of will to keep the wolf far away from the cabin during moonrise. And he very nearly hadn't made it on more than one occasion. The beast had been eager for its mate. The need that had engulfed it had been stronger than the bloo...
This story is in the fetish section for containing small penis humiliation. If you don't like sph, please move on to the another story. Feedback and comments are always appreciated. ***** Angie and I were invited to game night with several of our couple friends, and wound up playing a version of the Newly Wed game. Janet, the hostess, read one of the ques...
Marie Hellene de Saint Clair, youngest daughter of the Count and Countess of Saint Claire, was always a fragile girl, yet her heart was bigger than all of France and its provinces combined. Spending most of her years in a nunnery, as was normal for the daughters of the nobles in 17th century France, she grew up from a shy little girl to a beautiful 15 year...
Part II - F/M ending James let one night go by before calling Carrie. He was desperate to talk to her and see her again, but didn't want to let on. What he didn't realize was that she had him figured out. She knew he was desperate to see her again, and also knew that he would try (and fail) to hide it from her. After all, he was only 18 and even for someone...
As Ellen and I were climbing back into our respective vehicles, a thought crossed my brain. I hopped down off the running board and turned to Ellen. "What do you want me to do if I get out there first? I'm sure your neighbors won't appreciate me hanging out in the halls." "I know it's cliché, but I have a spare key. Its under the doormat." Ellen informed me...