Eons progressed as he remained ever unchanged in his realm. Empires rise, conquer and fall still he would be there to see it all. Sitting upon his majestic throne of bone, viewing the destruction from afar. A part of everything and everyone yet eternally separated from the universe. Dark sockets permeated his fearsome visage and if he had the ability to, his...
After a long day at work, you manage to complete your night time routines to crawl onto to bed. Tired from the day's events, you fall into a deep slumber the moment you rest your head on your pillow, drifting off to slowly fall into gestalt lands of endless possibilities both familiar and unknown. Either through some hidden carnal erotic coding deep within y...
The art of oral pleasure goes far beyond the three T's: tips, tricks and techniques. They can be useful, sure, and definitely fun to learn and try. But tips and tricks are just that – and employing them without any true emotion leaves a woman feeling like a whore (and not in a good way) or a drone/robot, and a man feeling empty - literally and figuratively,...
Harry's notes: chapter 12. The last in this book save for an epilogue and some notes I made for myself, yeah, you too, but mostly me to explain to myself the possible existence of the race of Fay, enough. *sigh* This one will rip your balls off, twist your tits, break your heart, make you wonder what the next book will bring or I will have failed and you lo...
This is a continuation of Chapters 1-3. If you haven't already, I suggest you read those before this one. ***** I tossed and turned all night, my stomach was in knots. As I watched my beautiful wife lay there in a deep restful slumber I couldn't stop worrying and hating myself for being such a looser. I was so afraid that I'd let things go so far that Alic...
After their billboard adventure Payton and Dylan spent the next few days reworking the song they had made into a cohesive whole. It worked so well, and got them so horny listening to it that they often had to stop to fuck each other. As soon as the band heard it they loved it, the first crowds went crazy for both the song and the very sexualized performance...
It was late on a Friday night. Eric Lowman and I were having a giggly, flirtatious night of movies and wine in his apartment. Every time a new leading man would come onto the screen, I'd snuggle close, drape one leg over him, and whisper in his ear like a good slut, "You're cock is bigger than his." This time, I was pointing at Brad Pitt. His response was...
It's a warm spring evening on the beach. Not a sun-bleached, golden California strand, but a mottled grey Pacific Northwest beach—the silvery sand is mixed with galaxies of small rocks and stones, polished round and smooth by countless years of tumbling in the sleepless cold water. Large driftwood logs, stranded at some long-past high tide, form a palisade b...
He arrived in town hot and frustrated after a long drive and a seemingly endless search for the house where he was to be billeted for the weekend. He’d almost given up, and when at last he found the right address, a run-down place in a seedy part of town, with an untrimmed lawn and a broken fence, he wanted to turn away to look for a motel. He was also nervo...
Despite all the sex Marie was having in the afternoon's with herself and at night with her husband, she'd wake up in the middle of the night or get up early in the morning and go into the computer room where she'd visit sites that featured pictures of naked black men. She'd stare at their cocks and marvel at the size and the color while she petted her pussy...