There is no alarm clock which yet exists that is more effective at dragging one from the depths of slumber than a hard and determined cock being thrust deep into one's body. I woke with a scream, part surprise, part pain, part raw carnal pleasure. Instantly, his hands were on my wrists, pinning them above my head, holding them down to the bed. His hips move...
The time had come for my exam. I was the first in my entire family to take the General Certificate of Education at Advanced level so it was a very great event. During the spring there had been a series of written tests and now the final examination was to take place the following day. There were to be oral exams in four subjects all taking place on the same...
Prologue Keene stared up at the ceiling and contemplated the darkness. He was safe, at the compound, tucked under the covers in a warm bed as snugly as a babe in its crib. He could dream the dreams long forgotten by a very different man, in a very different place and time. Dare he consider himself so lucky...to dream dreams and plan for the life he never th...
We spent nearly three months cruising Vanuatu in company with the yacht Liddy shared with the couple who owned it. From the day it happened, the arrival back of the owners of Liddy's yacht had created a little something of an issue for her in so far as our Thursday is her 'sleepover' night with me arrangements were concerned. Even though she had, for a yea...
My wish is granted. "Just the vibrators first, Emma." HE plugs the dialled boxes, attached to the wires trailing from between my splayed legs, into a pair of wall-sockets and . . . ("JUST the vibrators. I do not understand.") . . . twists the left-most dials on the boxes half a turn. The imitation cocks start to buzz and shake in my well-stuffed holes....
Thanks as always to Lady_Sith with her editing work and advise. Thank you as well, to anyone who messaged me, to everyone who rates and favorites and all that good stuff. Love hearing from people reading my works, it truly means a lot to me. Axle. ****** Confucius was wrong. Patience isn't a virtue... It's a fucking torture technique. Two days of waiting...
Thursday morning in the bedroom of Paul Langley and his wife Judy's bedroom -- Paul was sweating and puffing a bit in his exertions on top of Judy in the missionary position. He felt almost there with the familiar tightening of his balls. A few more pushes and he would fill his wife with his seed. Judy was calm and detached as she spoke the four words no hus...
The Superf***er: Saving the planet one p**** at a time Volume 1: A Desperate Plan I watched the waitresses carefully from the bar. They were all hot; this was the Caribbean Zone restaurant on the Las Vegas strip, and all of them were suntan models, waiting tables in bikini tops and tiny, flowery sarongs. I was searching for the target of my first attempt a...
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Authors Note: The events of this series roughly follow on the Black Panther series, written last decade(!), but are not sequels. The only link is that Tabitha, who was my fuck buddy for a time and the protagonist in the third and final story of that series, is given her own series here as I describe her sexual evolution under my guiding influence. The settin...