Man, I was 40 years old and had been laid more times than I could remember. I was handsome, my body was well defined and I had a cock that every women dreamed of – eight inches long and another eight inches around. All right, so I'm exaggerating. I've seen you pad your bra too. Don't dump that on me. I ain't no tramp and that's more than I could say about m...
A couple of nights after our initial coupling, Janice called me late at night. She knew from our talks that I masturbated at least once a day, so she opened the conversation with the question "Have you jacked off yet tonight?" I was caught off-guard by the inquiry, but admitted to her that I was getting ready to do just that when she called. "Do you have a...
The next day, a Saturday, Tommy and Chris were playing guitars again in the common room of Chris's dorm. It was around noon, and it was a grey, overcast, rainy April day in Missouri. "How was the show last night, Chris?" Tommy asked his friend. "It was rocking, dude, rocking. Too much fun. How was the drive? Did you get caught in that storm?" "Yeah, th...
Hello, 'Claire' again with a short, confessional mid-1990's narrative that, up until now, I've told no one, probably because I'm not especially proud of it. The subject matter here may be considered by some to be disgusting; the reader is forewarned. The names, as always, have been changed. Afterward, I felt like a babysitter who had violated one of her sl...
Chapter 1: The Ritual This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. * * * * * Wearing the traditional terrycloth robe, Jon overheard a snicker as the Helper cleaned up the bathroom after his shower. Today was a special day at the Great Manor Ho...
Melody!" and it was over just like that! You had said the word I was sure I would never hear those luscious lips utter. "Oh, Baby, you are so wonderful at these games! You made me feel so wonderful. I love to feel so powerful and in control." It had been so easy to be your slave and so excruciating not having what I wanted when I wanted it. Softly I whisper...
XXXII Fatima didn’t believe in starting any endeavour without doing some research first, so she found her way to the set of Schoolboy Fuck Fun, where Susan was currently being filmed, to have a few words with an experienced fuck film star. She spent a long time preparing herself: applying blood red lipstick and choosing clothes that showed as much stockinge...
Bondage I looked up through the metal bars. The room was large, almost like four 14 by 16 rooms combined at each right angle. In front of me stood a little black and white T.V. - its content was that of hentai and actual bondage porn; varying from which came first. The large expanse contained 1 door and no windows; there were vents but they only let out hot...
I raced home after the blow job I had just given to a black man who I did not even want to know or asked his name. I practically ran into the garage door since it seemed to take forever to go up. I pushed the button on the garage door opener causing it to start closing before it was even all the way up. I quickly got out of the car and opened the back door a...
[Author's Note: A bit of a post-modern lark, this one; or maybe not? The feedback is entirely fictitious. In the real world, comments are still welcome and appreciated.] Alexa drained the last dregs of her morning coffee, almost grateful now to be alive, if not perhaps to be awake, and sat down to check her email. She was greeted with the usual barrage of...