Chapter 05. John. (July 1994.) This encounter occurred two months after my thirtieth birthday. Having completed my work nice and early I headed for home intent on taking advantage of the weather for a spot of sunbathing en route. I'd discovered the perfect place whilst taking a break in my journey a month or so earlier and now pulled into the lay-by, happy...
I'm conscious that the time between chapters is getting ever longer, so apologies -- it's just a consequence of having a full-time job which involves shifts, a busy social life and the effort to fit in some training and sport (as well as finding time for an active sex life)! ***** At the end of the last chapter I recall that I said that I had discovered a...
Their clothes were in the lounge room. Their mobile phones were in the pockets of their clothing. Which would have been okay if they were also in the lounge room. But they were not ..... They were in a dining room with its many cupboards and shelves and chairs, and a table. In the air was the distinct odour of KY Jelly... The dining table had been pushed...
The first thing I see when I walk into Good Vibrations - the first thing that anyone probably sees, can’t avoid seeing - is the complex display of leather strap-on gear adorning the left wall of the store, each item accompanied by a label bearing a name like “Texas Two-Step” and “British Bulldog.” Below that is the stuff you’re supposed to be strapping your...
First impressions whether they be online or in person are not always accurate. I had posted online a thoroughly debauched tale of fisting and stretching – one of many. It is always good to get feedback and I often get asked if the stories are real or 100% fiction. The answer is a mix of the two. One of the stories elicited a response along those lines from a...
I woke up in an unknown hotel room, naked. I looked around and saw the Rock sleeping on the couch, wet with cum. His limp cock dangled between his legs. I then remembered the Rock and I had fucked each other last night. I had been so tired that I had fallen asleep in the Rock's room. I made a beeline for the Rock's Strudel. Instantly, the cock began to get...
As I prepared myself for his arrival, I wondered what was in the packaging that he wanted me to wear. I had finished shaving my pussy as he asked, not a hair in sight, smooth just the way he liked it. I looked at the clock. 20 minutes. Just enough time for the finishing touches to my make-up and to put on whatever it was that he wanted me to wear. I knew tha...
Inspired by my story https://chyoa.com/story/Create-a-Wrestler.1263 And the later rebooted https://chyoa.com/story/Create-A-Wrestler-Reboot.6354 Welcome to the Mixed wrestling league. It is a wrestling league where fights are run by the traditional pin fall or sexual battle. First one who cums loses, or sometime it is last person standing. First one to pass...
Apologies for the even longer than usual delay between chapters. A combination of exams, holidays, time-out and career choices have all been contributing factors, but I am back with Chapter 14. To bring you up to date, I have retained my rather masculine haircut which I remain thrilled with as it still has a deliciously sexy feel to it, and things have prog...
Welcome to the Hood! My name is Marlon Thomas Brown, and I'm a young black man from Georgia currently visiting Boston. My first year at Atlanta Technical College was tough. Atlanta Technical College is a four-year school with a focus on science and technology. It opened in the early 1990s and quickly gained a reputation as a fast-paced academic environment....