Okay, everybody I know eventually gets around to telling me that I think with my dick. I can't help it if so many of my fantasies go straight from my brain to my cock. You know how it is when you find a decent site on the web and it's all filled with thumbnails of voluptuous looking women or maybe it's the same woman for six or eight marvelous pages. You get...
Anna heard the door bell ring and at first ignored it, before realizing that she was the only one in the house and was therefore going to have to answer the door. Getting up, she made the quick hand signal to turn the television's volume down, and went to the door. The young Latino woman opened it and was surprised to see a very beautiful blue-eyed blonde wh...
Back in that alley, dressing after such fantastic sex, wet through from the rain, both still light headed and tingly from the experience. We walk back into the street and get a cab. I look at you sat there, soaked. Your nipples are still hard and pressing through the fabric of your blouse. My cock stirs again, growing thick in my suit trousers. You notice me...
When guys are drinking they shouldn't think up contests -- or if they do they should discard them when they sober up. When they don't they can really fuck up their lives. This is a case in point. Bill, Simon, Jeff and Drew were sports and drinking buddies. All had been married for three-four years, but did not know each other well until after they were marr...
Hey there readers! Here's the fourth chapter of WATD. I'd just like to send a special shout out to all of my readers. It's nice to have so many people like and vote for my stories...even the negative comments were helpful in some aspects. That being said, I hope you all stick around for some of the answers to your chapter three concerns and dislikes in the...
Cold, it was deadly cold, shivering the man tried to move but found that almost every bone in his body was broken or fractured. Reaching in he began to use his training to deaden almost all the pain, then began to painstakingly drag his body to the escape capsule. A small smile briefly crossed his lips, that bastard was going to pay dearly for what he'd done...
It was fucking ridiculous!! I, the most infamous living New Yorker, had a fan page of my own on the net. Thousands of 'devout followers' logged in every day to share their thoughts on me. Some called me a Messiah; others said I was 'the coolest guy in New York'. There were even those who wanted to meet me, those who wished to come with me on those nights....
We sit in the waiting room filled with the quiet white noise that so often accompanies such places. I look at you to see if you are nervous, but you are reading intently. You are intent on things when you set your mind to it, that is kinda how it all got started. We've often talked about my adult theater and gloryhole fantasies quite a lot, but I'm not re...
Again like last time, if you have any negative, foul mouthed comments they will be deleted. Any actual constructive criticisms are welcomed. This story does include ass play and is somewhat homosexual in nature. If this is not your thing than do us both a favor and don't read it. I do not have control over you and can't force you to read it. You have been wa...
That morning Kate woke thinking of her husband already asleep halfway across the world. Her mind cleared the cobwebs of another restless and unfulfilling night's sleep and she thought to herself "after 20 years of him traveling on business, you'd think I'd be used to his half of the bed being empty." Funny how she thought of it as "his half" and could never...