She was a friend, a good friend and wife of a mate. She had wanted to go out for the night and do 'something wild' for absolutely ages and had driven us all mad with her constant whining about it. Mick her husband wasn't interested and as my wife was working the 4 to 12 shift, I agreed to take her to a couple of night spots where she'd see some 'wild' things...
Well, I finally convinced my wife to go to the local clothing optional resort with me. I had made reservations for this Friday & Saturday and checking out on Sunday. Now, my wife, Irene, is not a prude by any means. She enjoys showing skin and is a flirt. I got her to enjoy being photographed and videod naked. Hell, I even got her to try mfm which she said...
"Sanity is a cozy lie." Susan Sontag Chapter 5 As if possessed, Grace repeatedly slammed her face against Augustin's crotch, burying his long dick in her throat each time. Tears wept from her tightly closed eyes and mingled with the sweat and other juices covering her flushed face. Strands of spit dripped and flowed from the corners of her mouth. Augustin...
We were lying in bed chatting as the morning sun streamed into our room. We'd woken early (and woken horny) and made love slowly and gently, still half asleep if I'm honest. It was just over a month since Sarah had blindfolded me before unveiling her strapon and since then it had made a few more appearances in the bedroom. Sarah had taken me missionary sty...
They met on a kinky sex website. One that had several rooms that catered to every kink imaginable. The room they met in dealt in consensual rape...an oxymoron for sure but his kink, nonetheless. She was not well versed in the world of kink but was curious, and rape, oddly enough, was where she chose to start. And he was more than happy to accommodate her fan...
Charlie my weed guy knocks on my apartment door with an ounce to sell. I pay the price of admission, and he rolls us a joint on my couch. You know guys like Charlie, heavy but not fat, his red hair and beard long and messy but somehow appealing. He goes everywhere dressed in long sleeved tees and baggy camo shorts, like he's looking to join a latter-day nu...
First came gods, and their power was unbound They shaped demons in their image Gods dreamed, that they might know limits. Demons ruled, though they numbered few They bred with beast and tree Demons lusted, that they might be gods. Then came woman, and her brood was plentiful, It grew upon the earth like stalks of grass Men built, that they might conquer d...
When I met Caily at a butterfly release, I never imagined that the angelic pixie with pale skin, smiling eyes, and monarchs adorning her fingers would one day be straddling me in a bathtub, pumping her golden nectar into my mouth as she berated me for not being a good-enough "piss boy." It's always the innocent-looking ones that turn your world upside down....
I would like to tell my readers that those looking for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. I hope that my Marathi speaking readers will appreciate conversations that took place in Marathi. These are recorded in italics. For the benefit...
This is one more entry in a dairy I keep about my experiences, and before I begin I would like to thank Laurielou for her editorial advice. Heathrow Airport, June 18th After vacationing in England for two weeks and eager to continue with the next leg of my trip I was headed to Amsterdam and from there to Madrid and Rome. I took the tube to Heathrow for my...