As I came out into the dark parking lot I looked for other vehicles. I was now scared to get into any of them, but too embarrassed to call a friend to have her pick me up. I noticed the driver walk up to me, and in a very friendly tone asked me if I was feeling OK. “Yes,” I lied and looked down. I looked up at him. For reasons I can’t explain, after che...
Brad had been on a business trip for a week, leaving Jesse with loads of time to have the apartment to herself. They messaged each other throughout the seven days but only one of them could cum. Brad was surrounded by too many people and couldn't find the time, so when he finally stepped into their apartment his cock was already hard as a rock. "Jesse?" He...
Maula loves to sleep. She loves to remove herself from the pettiness of life and drift away in dreams. Dreams are better because they are never boring like life usually is. She dreams of blood, death, chaos. When she wakes she is always disappointed to find the world still exists. She goes on and hopes she will live to see it pass on. As she stripped off he...
Inspired by an Ambrose Bierce story. * "Would you like another beer, Mr. Roberts?" the stewardess asked him in her British accent, as he had just nodded off for one last nap after the abrupt turbulence subsided. The stewardess, with the name tag Crystal, put her hand on his shoulder and startled him awake. During the entire flight they had been flirting w...
She looked pure. Innocent and virtuous; untainted by the realities of modern life. She radiated divinity; the long white silk gown, clinging elegantly over her teenage torso, remained unkinked and unruffled in the bodice as she walked. It was exuberant: the skirt of the ball-gown style outfit covered by decorative ruffles. Her hair shimmered a soft buttery...
Her name is not important however I dream about being her bitch. I am writing this to her and about her to explain to her my sick perverted desires. Although she already knows them, she does nothing. I masturbate thinking about her degrading me, taking me and making me a whore. I jerk off to the thought of dressing up in lingerie while she straps on a big pl...
I had displeased Him at dinner at the club. Over-eager reaching for the cream when the after dinner coffee was being served, I had managed to knock both my cup and the carafe out of the server's hands - spilling piping-hot coffee into the lap of his business associate seated next to me. There had been only shocked gasps from around the table - and very loud...
God he was scared. He was early but stood stock still knowing she would open the door at exactly 9:00 am. Just as his watch beeped on the hour the door opened and he was face to face with his Desire. She met him at the door and smiled as he stepped into the house. Locking the door she turned around and greeted him. As they gazed into each other eyes, her a...
I've known my Wife for years, and find her terribly sexy. Turned on by her movements and her mannerisms, I'm constantly at odds with myself not to trample her with my desires. Point of fact, I'm usually rejected. Maybe it's the way I come on to her, or maybe there's a deeper more physiological problem. She knows it bothers me, and I know it bothers her. Bu...
The rules of the Safe Sex Club are few but specific: Prospective Members are required to provide medical certification that they are clear of any STDs. Members' sexual activity is confined to other members and long term partners and spouses. A request for sex from another member cannot be refused on the grounds of looks, body shape or size, gender, race o...