** I had received a comment in the prologue that made me recast the *hero. I found some highly creative videos that the characters and actions are generally based on. The vignette is hopefully interesting. My first story after reading so many here. ***** Quick recap - During a strange morning my old disconnected voicemail machine had a message from my long...
It first happened when I was 25. It was the fourth day of Burning Man when I passed by a gorgeous hunk wearing nothing but a few colorful necklaces and a heavy, gauged prince albert hoop. He was shorter than me with a dark, hairy torso, deliciously stocky and nicely tanned after being naked in the sun for so long. The smell of him drove me wild; I caught it...
I'm a divorced mature woman who feels the need to confess my past. My name is Mary Anne, and when this story occurred, back in the mid 70's, I was a 21 year old, newly wed. Long wavy brunette hair, blue eyes, nice 34d tits, a nice full ass and a full thick bush. Back then shaving your pussy just wasn't as popular as it is now. I was raised in a strict cathol...
Tyrone Wattford is twenty one years old, a second-year student in the Business Management program at Roxbury Community College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. The brother is proudly African American, tall, handsome and athletic, qualities that make him really popular with the local ladies. So why is Tyrone without a lady? While Roxbury Community Colle...
Joann, swears she didn't even see the truck when she merged onto the freeway. They sure saw her. The truck, with three men inside, pulled in front of her and brake checked her a couple times. The second time her coffee went everywhere. She had just had an argument with her husband and she went for as drive, oddly enough, to try and cool off. But, Joann wa...
I like to run at night. The air just seems fresher, my head feels clearer, there are fewer idiots in my way. I'm naturally athletic, but running is what keeps me in shape. I'm already an attractive guy, 6'2, neatly trimmed beard, full head of luscious brown hair, lightly tanned skin, piercing blue eyes. I'm a real catch, and an incessant flirt. I can never s...
The feeling of wanting intimacy over sex was getting stronger all the time, but it still didn't stop me from enjoying a new pussy or new mouth to put my cock into... Now onto the internet for contacts, it was easier and faster to contact a range of people, thus making it easier to do the things that I was getting somewhat 'tired' of. Still, when I got into...
[Many thanks to editor Bigr1856 for his advices and editing assistance with this story.] Part 1: Rita I am a lucky man. The morning when my life changed forever I woke up with my wife Rita riding morning wood that rages during that brief time between sleep and consciousness. I was having a dream about a high school teacher who had huge chunky boobs, always...
The events and characters of this story are figments of my imagination. Truly, I have no idea where I get this shit. I need help. Should someone see themselves as characters in this story, it's either a huge coincidence on my part or guilt and shame on your part. Yet, for those who are truly shameful and guilty, don't despair, oh miserable ones. God is savi...
After that first night with Houseman, Hazel was a changed girl. She was soooooo sexy it was unbelievable, she seemed in a constant state of arousal and we would sometimes fuck three or four times a day (at that age you could). From someone who hated giving a blow job and wouldn't even think about swallowing cum, she became hungry for cock and drank every dro...