"You know Alice I swear that hole gets tighter and tighter." Alice pondered momentarily then realizing His meaning giggled loud and long. "The thing is Hatter my boy decided to sleeve the thing in concrete. Thought a little sand and chalk would stop the rabbit's magic." "Why on earth did you ever decide to call him Jack? He doesn't bear any resemblance to...
To most people I appear shy in public, although friendly and caring. What most people don't know is that hidden behind the quiet exterior is a sex addict. I can't get enough of it! Some days I cannot stop thinking about my cock. Maybe I'm not totally obsessed with it but at least twenty times a day I do think about my cock. I think about what it looks like,...
I've known Mrs. Kaufman since I was a child. She attended our church, and she was the wife of one of my father's business colleagues. When I was young, I did not give much thought to Mrs. Kaufman, but as I entered my teens I admired her large breasts. Hers were not the enormous balloons that look fake, but they were prominent and always well-displayed. As...
WARNING!!! This story is about cuckolding and humiliation. If this offends you, please do not read it. * Over the next couple of months Tina continued to date both Carl and Paul at least once a week and she kept reminding me that she was doing it for my sake, but at the same time admitting that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. I, of course, continu...
Ella texted her mentor. 'I can't get past the guilt.' Her mentor texted back. 'Why are you feeling guilty?' 'Because I'm manipulating him, not letting him have any orgasms while I have more than ever. Because I'm hurting him and liking it. Because I'm afraid he's going to wake up one day and hate me for changing his life so much. He's not the same guy I--'...
"I'm pretty sure my father's cock is bigger than the average", announced Jessie, as we stepped down from the bus. "John's is nowhere near as big". I wasn't sure what to say - I didn't like to ask how she could know such a thing, and I certainly did want to give my feeling for her father away by asking questions about his cock. Luckily, Jessie was on a roll,...
This is the true story of a holiday camping trip in the summer of 1997 with my best friend Anna. I had just celebrated my eighteenth birthday and it was a time when I was unsure of my sexuality and searching for answers. The events described mark a significant turning point in my life and helped me to begin to understand my sexuality and in particular prev...
This is the second or perhaps third part in a series based around an old man who stumbles into becoming a pornographer. ***** I read and re-read Wayne's text 'Davie is going to call you. Wants to meet you ;) hahaha Wayne' over and over again. My stomach was churning each time and my sexy urges soon went away. Somehow I finally managed to get to sleep and...
"I hope he has enough wisdom to survive his strength." - Rachel S. Miller, Talk Show Host, "The Daily Buzz", Mars 2201 *** The trip took them two weeks. When they arrived at the research station, two armed guards greeted them. They were searched for weapons and allowed passage into what lay beyond. When they searched their belongings, they took...
I didn't sleep at all that night. Philip's ultimatum, and the implications behind it, danced hatefully in my mind every time I closed my eyes. I was petrified imagining what he might want me to do. I knew it was desire that I had seen in his eyes, and it didn't take a genius to figure out where the next day's activities were likely to lead in light of that....