Roger & Helen's House, Wednesday 7:00 I drove up the drive of their house and parked the car. I slowly got out and walked up to the door. My dick had been permanently hard for ages at the thought of what may happen. Just before I was about to knock, the door opened and I walked in. Roger was standing there wearing only a pair of shorts. 'Please come in Mas...
Pt. IV: At The Beach When it was fully inserted she refastened the panel and told me to stand up. The act of standing was quite painful because of the dildo and also because I was beginning to get a hard on and the restraining straps were restricting the erection of my prick. She told me to sit down, but when I sat it pushed the butt plug deeper into my r...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe ****** A few days before the SummerSlam Pay-Per-View in the hot month of August 2000, Edge and Christian are returning to the locker room area after defeating the Dudley Boyz in a Summerslam warm-up match for their upcoming Tables, Ladders and Chairs match against the Dudleys...
Ah, college life. It's the greatest thing in the world, if you're lucky. Who am I? Justin Rodham. Bisexual African-American College Man Extraordinaire. A student at Magister College. It's a small private college located somewhere in New England. It was founded in 1987 by James Magister, a retired businessman and philanthropist. He intended Magister College t...
Sitting in the university library, minding my own business. Just like a good student. That's what I was doing until she came along. Who am I talking about? Ajooni Patil, or AJ, as I call her. Hello boo, she said, wrapping her arms around me, and gently kissing me on the cheek. Her lips pressed against my cheek sent a thrill down my spine, in the most pleasur...
My chastity tube hangs heavily between my legs. It resembles a water faucet, and looks a little odd. Gretchen used to have me in a plastic thing, but she felt that I was too disrespectful in having big erections... And the tube makes it quite cramped! Really, it is. When I get a hard on, it's quickly contained. Then I feel this unpleasant squeezing fro...
A translucent garment, one sheltering yet showing so much, is more erotic, then bold, in your face nudity. Proving the point, Peggy Sanford wore a red gauzy confection that rode over her breasts as transparent film, veiled her pert ass in diaphanous drapery, her pussy, its gash smooth as a baby's cheek intrepidly puckering under gossamer threads. The materia...
You wouldn’t know it to look at me now, but I was a fiftyish, chubby, archeologist who spent most of his life digging in the southwestern desert for government wages as a civil servant. My name was Eric Stahl. My stamina was not what it was before, and when I got to cum, there wasn’t much but a dribble - not that I got a lot of opportunities out in the boond...
Note: If you've read my other stories, you may notice a recurrence of names. I like using my first and middle names in my stories. That away I really get a feel for my writing. Like the others this is a fictional story. It also takes awhile to get to the "good parts" in this story, please bare with me. I also appreciate comments. * * * * * I slowly awoke...
Movies have made me the voyeur that I am and I am suing. I do not hide the fact that I am a voyeur, a voyeur who loves exhibitionist women. Oh, yeah, I love to watch, especially if you love to show. When I think about women wearing short skirts that shows their long, shapely, shaved legs and the triangular patch of white or pastel panty when they sit even...