"Ok. Tell me again why I'm here?" Melissa smoothed her blouse as she checked herself out in the bathroom mirror. I finished putting on my lipstick, and turned to face my friend, "God god Melissa. I told you. Jay helped me out in part because I promised him a fun night with me and a friend. You are the friend." Melissa gave me her usual winning smile, "It's...
There comes a point in a man's life when the hard decisions have to be made. Do you fight or throw in the towel? I believed that there wasn't anything that could make my wife do what she did to me. I had been married to her for 25 years and we have three kids. Macy is my baby girl and she is 18. Mike is 20 years old and in the Navy. Jason is 24, married with...
Terry Deever's cock is hard, and getting harder. He is in the drawing room of a large house in the most well-to-do area of the city. A woman (whose age he judges to be about fifty) is sitting next to him on the sofa. She is running her hand along the inside of his thigh, into his groin. She says, "I want you to fuck me? Can you do that?" When he doesn't rep...
One of the readers of my story How it all Began, the first Nikolaus and Lauren story, objected to the appearance of Eric in the tale because he did not like gay male sex. He (I'm assuming that he is a he since "Anonymous" is the classic unisex name) suggested that I put a disclaimer on my stories whenever I'm introducing something like that. Of course I'm no...
I heard some people say that they don't think that big people have sex lives, let alone satisfactory sex lives. Whoever said these things is lying. Don't ask them. Just ask me, Bartleby Davidson. I'm a big and tall black man ( six-foot-three and two hundred and fifty pounds) living in Buffalo, New York. I'm a police officer in the city and I've put in ten ye...
I really don't know what the difference is, but there seems to be one. It was one thing to catch my man in bed with someone, quite another for him to catch me. Jon's reaction at catching me with Tom, my police officer friend was quite amazing. He simply hit the roof! But something didn't ring true. Now when I caught him with that little Carlita bimbo, I w...
"Michael?" "Yeah?" He rolled over and looked over at me sleepily. "Fuck me." He kissed me gently, stroking me face, I hungrily kissed him back. I yearned for him. We had been apart for so long. Ella died, and then Michael and I drifted in our grief. I stroked his face, I held his face and kissed him hard, trying to tell him my need, trying to tell him I lo...
I may have created a monster! Maybe the prospect of going without breastmilk for months at a time made my cousin value and savor it even more than she already did. In any case, as soon as I revealed that I had induced myself to lactate so that she would still have access to her favorite snack food, she quickly started indulging in it perhaps even more often...
After Boss zipped up his freshly cleaned cock, glistening with my spit, he took me up to the 30th floor. My brain was still buzzing with my anal orgasm when he took my arm and basically forced me to walk out of the elevator. I stumbled on my heels beside him, reaching back to finger my cum-filled asscunt. I dug out some of Boss' load and licked it off my fin...
I looked at the water melon seed, torn pineapple fiber, and indescrible brown goo. A handful of tropical warm ocean water lapped onto the blue air mattress and washed it all away. It was gone again. I heaved again. Only stringy, white spit came out of my mouth. Over the last hour, the fare had become less interesting. The sick pain in the gut had turned into...