Belinda and James lay on their bed, still locked together inside Belinda's facesitting shorts. There was little else they could do until Kate returned with the only keys to unlock Belinda's tight and highly secure outfit. Belinda was passing the time by tickling James, and despite the huge advantage she had over him, James was trying to tickle back. "I'm...
CHAPTER ONE My name is Joe. About eight months ago, I had made the acquaintance of a woman named Amanda at a party I'd attended through a co-worker's invitation. I had left the party with her that night to help her with some technical difficulties with her home computer. One thing led to another, and the two of us ended up engaged in kinky pursuits for a we...
Reed finished the book he was reading and placed it on the nightstand next to the side of his bed. It was only ten thirty and a Saturday night, but he felt ready for bed. He had spent most of the day catching up the yard work he had neglected for months. The Fourth of July holiday was that Monday and he wanted everything ready for the barbecue he and his wif...
I was on a business trip, staying in a hotel, and I went the bar for a drink. I was sipping my beer when my eyes met those of an attractive woman my age, late twenties. She was dressed in heels, stockings, blouse, and a pin striped business jacket and skirt. I smiled and to my surprise and delight she immediately got up and came over to sit next to me. I had...
This is, ostensibly, fan-fiction of a friend's OCs who are in a "Will they? Won't they?" kind of relationship right now and is me giving them a kick in the ass to resolve the plot thread already. There is a lot of romance and "soap" up front followed by breast expansion to sizes I usually avoid but am making an exception for since this is the culmination o...
I have always had a kinky mindset, even from when I was a young lad. Every time I played cops and robbers, I was the one volunteering to be cuffed and held in jail. There was simply something about the act of losing control; of being at someone else's mercy and doing anything to please them. The sensation of surrendering has been and continues to be, engrave...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men – the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 roo...
Authors note: I'd like to thank my friend and editor Jim for assisting me with this piece. - - - - - "So, it sounds like your weekend was a success." I took a sip of my wine and thought for a moment. My friend and mentor Edith asked me to lunch on Monday and I'd shared the details of Friday night with her. "I have to admit, I was a little worried, but i...
What does pussy smell like? Musky? Sweet? Fishy?-whatever the smell, I have rarely experienced a feminine aroma that smelled overtly bad. Many people say they all smell different, and it's been my experience that this is indeed the case. Sure, there are similarities like the dominant "musk" that so many people describe, but like fine whiskey, each one is di...
(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. My name is David Shaw and I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part ten of my tale.) *** I wa...