Dave is a bean counter. He is 42 years old. He stands 5 ft 9 in tall. He weighs 230 pounds. His job requires him to sit all day long. He has given up on keeping his weight down. He was once a fit and handsome man, but that is way in the past. His sex drive has all but gone too. Sometimes his cock works just fine. Sometimes it works part of the time and somet...
This story contains graphic depictions of male bi-sexuality. If this bothers you, don't read this story. I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was just before the holidays. My wife Brooke and I were supposed to have a party later that week. She gave me a list of things she needed that were too heavy for her to lift. "I'm leaving now sweetie," I ye...
Scott's sister spends Christmas with our family. This chapter contains scenes of normal sex, oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex with a whisper of incest. If those topics offend you, please look elsewhere for your reading material. STD's don't exist in this fantasy world. A Taste of Slavery, Ch 43 - Christmas JULIA Lisa, Shasta and I intervi...
It wasn't one of my best days that's for sure. It was just long, and I am so glad its over with. I don't even have someone to share my day with. Someone to help me release some of this stress and tension from my body. It just sucks sometimes to live alone and be between lovers. To make matters even worst, I am horny as all hell. I am just going to jump int...
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I recently finished reading a novel in which the main character occasionally fantasized about his lover. Each time it happened the author would describe it something like this, "And when he was naked he turned to the mirror and touched himself". That usually ended the chapter. What I want to know is what happened? Was he so aroused by the thought of his gir...
This is Part II of a story was mostly written by my sister. She's been a writer of fine poetry and short stories for years, but she was inspired to write her first erotic short story after a real life experience. She has been single all her life and a teacher for nearly 20 years (you'll actually learn more personal details as you read her story). What she br...
I glanced at the bedside clock, there was still three minutes to go to until the knock at the bedroom door. I sat on the bed and dropped my hand between my legs, I was wet already, anticipating the delicious session that was just about to start. As I rubbed my slippery pussy, enjoying the feel of my fingers sliding between my lips, I thought about the last w...
"Hey baby boy," I exclaimed as I ran into you at the pub. "What are you doing tonight?" "You maybe," you answered in your matter-of-fact way, your look letting me know you approve of the pet name I came up with. It fits with the idea of your calling me 'mom'. "Well finish off that drink and let's go then," I replied. Just seeing you in the bar made me wet....
It didn't sink in at first, but then I realize it. I hadn't heard you give me permission. I almost start to cry at the realization that I have disobeyed you. You withdraw from my pussy and order me out of the hottub and back to the room. I put my bikini back on and proceed back to the room, alone. You decide to let me stew a little on what exactly my punishm...