My daily routine is simple, efficient, and- well, routine. I am an early riser and follow the same path every morning for a short, brisk walk to the university gym. An hour of exercise follows, then a scathingly hot shower and the purchase of a bagel and some fruit from the small commissary in the student union. Six hours of interminable classes, hour after...
Cat smiled as Scooter pulled up the driveway in his Harley. She was happy to see him, but very excited about her first ride on a "hog". Scooter was a bull of a man, built like a truck- he could pull a truck, but surprisingly sweet on the inside. She'd never met a man like him. She knew he could crush her with his pinky, but also knew that he never would. She...
She shut her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. But after a while, the deep breathing and heaviness next to her did not pounce. It just sat there, ominously. She was relieved to get some rest, and besides she was still terrified. But after a good ten minutes again her curiosity got the best of her. Rolling over she once more opened her eyes to see what fate a...
After breakfast, we drove into the town. As Gerald had suggested, I had left the stockings and the majority of the lingerie on underneath my clothes. Only the bra had been left behind since it would have been very noticeable under my thin summer shirt. I sat in the passenger seat and leaned my arm on the sill of the open window. The breeze was channelled in...
I'm your average 49 year old man, a normal guy, who like most guys really enjoys jerking one off once in awhile. Well, maybe more than once in awhile and maybe more than most guys. Anyway, since I was a teenager, first jacking off over my dad's girlie magazines, I have always been interested in the ability to be able to cum without the use of my hands. I act...
This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission. Was originally submitted to the Lo...
Part Four of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. Chapter Nine is finished, so I am keeping ahead of the game. The whole thing is almost 31,500? words long this far. Any similarity to any persons living, loving or otherwise - well - you know who you are. Four Calling Birds Jessica and I were in the guest shower, sometime around midnight, having fina...
Elissa sighed, looking down at herself. What else could go wrong, she was wondering. She normally enjoyed baby-sitting for the Morgan's, but this night had just been one thing after the other. Three sweet little children had suddenly transformed into three fractious little monsters. After a long hard slog she'd finally got them all bathed and tucked in and...
The thunder of the huge V Twin motor echoed around the workshop-come-garage as the tall man kicked it into life and settled down into the comfortable saddle. He allowed the motor to ease to a low rumble while the door slowly opened and the magnificent low rider slid slowly into the daylight. She was a beautiful ride with cherry red frame with a tear-drop ta...
So I used to cum when I chose. I'd get horny and touch myself. Rub my nipples. Stroke my clit until it was super hard and cum. Lately the horniness has gotten worse. Worse because I'm not able to control it anymore. I want to touch myself? I have to ask. I want to edge myself into oblivion? Again I ask. To cum? Well for that I beg. I beg you for relief aft...