I had fallen asleep wondering who this mystery woman was who had drained my balls as well as Sarah did, and debating would I go back out on the trail. Last thing I needed was someone calling the police department and them showing up finding one their range safety officers getting a blindfolded hand job. I came back from my morning run and had received a tex...
Michelle had her husband, Shane, securely tied Michelle had her husband, Shane, securely tied to their bed. His hands and ankles bound, a ball gag on his mouth. His throbbing, desperate cock ached for attention after a month of denial. Michelle was laying next to him now on her side, her naked body pressed against his. He hand was tracing across his chest,...
After a long day at work, you manage to complete your night time routines to crawl onto to bed. Tired from the day's events, you fall into a deep slumber the moment you rest your head on your pillow, drifting off to slowly fall into gestalt lands of endless possibilities both familiar and unknown. Either through some hidden carnal erotic coding deep within y...
For a couple of years in the 2010's, I was a blowjob artist at a club on the outskirts of town. It wasn't much of a club, just a room above a pub really, but for a six-month period it was popular with a certain city crowd — the sexually curious but too young and intimidated to really be swingers. I was a good blowjob artist, I think (when you see videos onli...
We all have deep rivers of desire that run through unlit corridors of the soul. Alien personalities full with cravings of the shadow self that we strive to keep in check. If we do not find ourselves sufficiently sexually fulfilled then we become vulnerable, and if by ill chance we stumble upon a door that opens upon our darker soul we will find ourselves irr...
Just a fair warning, the behavior of the TSA agents in the following story is unprofessional at the very least and would likely get them fired or tossed into jail! This is a fantasy, and not meant to cast aspersions on the character or professionalism of TSA agents in general. I hope any TSA employees who read this story remember that fact the next time I mu...
The world was a rather hostile place, filled with bounds of selfish and evil-minded people who cared for nobody but themselves. You are different from most, however. As far back as you could recall, you had always been an outstanding person. In an effort to counter all of the negativity in the world, you try your best to fill it with as much positivity as yo...
It’s funny how small a step away a parallel universe could be… For instance if just a slight change in the genetic makeup of humanity meant that fertility rates were, and had always been: far, far lower than our own. Overt sexuality might not have plausibly become taboo, simply for survival of the species. Societies could have developed in much the same way...
Definitely not a stroke story and definitely not the usual fare you find here. You have been warned. Not a day goes by without my thinking of that day. Nor do I ever expect a day to pass without recalling it. I remember the events in exact detail. It started less than a week before that day. Doug had returned from a business trip early Sunday afternoon. He...
At this time there were 9 girls in Rogonfeldt House. Two of us, me and Wendy Olson, a self-proclaimed 'farm girl' from Minnesota, were unbranded as yet. Two of us, Bethany Szochet (who you already know) and Sam Welton, were considered house sluts and not likely to be sold off for at least a few years. Two more of us, Kathy Jones from Carmel and Rainee Bizot...