This is a short one. Flash length. Yeah, I know I just did a poker-themed story. What can I say? They both came to me while I was playing online poker. Disclaimer: As you read this story, keep in mind that I try to include something for everyone, and some people are always looking for mistakes. So, if you find any errors, please remember that they are there...
My name is Jim, and I am a 30-year-old night patrolman at a large warehouse complex. Part of my duties are to patrol a large lot where many of the truckers who come to the warehouses drop their empty trailers. The trailer lot is private property owned by the warehouse company, but since it is outside the security fence, it can be accessed from the county r...
When Cathy had said that Tracy and Trish would have to pay her back, she really had no idea what that statement meant. Maybe she just needed a way to save face when she realized that she had been the victim of a joke. But she felt like they had been unfair to her and she had a right to something. What that something might be, she still couldn't say. What wa...
(It is not necessary to read the first six installments of this series, but recommended.) * I couldn't believe how much my ex-wife loved cock. Absolutely loved it. It was one thing for her to suck my dick twice a week in return for certain monetary favors, but on the recent trip where she blew me in the car under the watchful eyes of several onlooking truc...
Linda checked off a couple of boxes on the form clipped to her clipboard, then reached deep into the plastic bin and pulled out a balloon. She adjusted her safety glasses, took a deep breath, put the balloon to her lips, and blew. Another deep breath, another big blow, and as the balloon grew in front of her eyes (it was purple, she noticed), her mind began...
"So what do I get out of this?" The woman, who'd introduced herself as Mel, shrugged. "You get two blow jobs. What more do you want?" Simon shrugged. He couldn't remember the last time he had two blow jobs in one evening. If, indeed, he ever had. His eyes could barely move from Mel's cleavage, light brown skin making a perfect fold framed by a touch of bl...
Wow, it looks like I've made it to the tenth entry in my blow job journal. Since that's sort of a milestone, I'd like to take a moment to thank everyone for all the positive feedback I've gotten about my journal. Especially from the ladies. Not that I don't appreciate hearing from you, guys. I'm just not particularly shocked to find you're enthusiastic about...
I've said several times that one of the things I really like about getting head from older women is that for many of them, oral sex is more intimate than intercourse. I like that a woman is willing to share herself with me in a way that she feels makes her more vulnerable. Maybe it's just an ego-feeder. Or maybe it just makes the act more special. Personally...
I write erotic fiction for fun. I mainly get the ideas for my stories when I lie awake at night and am unable to sleep. I let my mind wander and think about some of the people I know, particularly wives of friends of mine who I find attractive. I then let my mind make up erotic situations that might be possible and would result in a sexual story. If the st...
It wasn't hard to imagine my wife Jan sucking on a guy's cock. Hell, she had sucked off numerous guys before I met her so she surely had the experience. But this time it was different. This was after we were married. This was after she swore off blowing guys other than me, her loving husband. Yet there she was, on her knees, sucking on the rock hard cock...