Mrs. Anderson greeted me at the door wearing just a towel. Her huge boobs spilling over the top. "Hi Josh. Come in, come in. I have to finish getting ready. I'm so late. Jessie's going to kill me." "Gee, I hope not, Mrs. Anderson, who would I babysit for?" I replied. "Ha ha Mr. Funnyman," she said poking me in the ribs. I jumped back and gasped. "Oh,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Daniel lay there panting heavy shuddering breaths, soaked in sweat from Barb's harassing webcam session. Most of his body was in front of his chair, his butt and legs beyond the seat, his knees bent at ninety degrees, feet flat on the floor. Only his back lay on the seat, his shoulders...
Note: Ctrl+F ~s~ to skip right to the action * The city of Ightwood was a bustling trade hub that, from the outside, looked like an uncoordinated explosion of civilization that had long ago outgrown its own foundations. From the inside denizens would use much more colorful vocabulary, words like 'dangerous,' and 'smelly,' and 'the bloated corpse of a twice...
Marla sat behind the wheel of her BMW SUV. Next to her was a gym bag full of money. She was terrified of what was going to happen. She had begged Tyrone to come with her for the drop-off, but he refused. Dante had said to come alone, and Tyrone knew that he would have people watching. He didn't want to do anything to provoke Dante. Tyrone also said he would...
My wife had accidentally found panties in my travel bag. Even though she was not trying to discover anything hidden in my bags, the deed was done. I explained the beginning of my panty fetish. (Chapter 1). What she objected to was my keeping part of my sexual preferences a secret. The trouble came from trust issues. After a trip out of town and us finally be...
Dr. Ruqayyah Hafiz, born in the City of Al Wakrah, Qatar, moved to the Capital region of Canada at the age of nineteen in the summer of 1998. She studied Psychology at the University of Ottawa, eventually becoming a renowned psychiatrist and best-selling author. In her practice, Dr. Hafiz treated a lot of Muslims, seeking to reconcile good mental health with...
Tahir was worried now. He had been searching almost all day. Still he had searched until he had run out of options. Thinking for only a minute he reached out and found Helena. Pulling, she was suddenly there next to him. Screaming at him, she tried to desperately escape screaming that she had to save her daughters. Intrigued, Tahir, listened as she explaine...
Here is part four in this series and though it does NOT rush along to the sex very quickly, I hope you'll find it satisfying. I woke up a bit late, which is kind of early for me and rushed out the door. You would have thought the first day back to school would have been a bigger deal for a senior like me, but I'd been distracted. Mrs. Dixon kept popping i...
"Oh, fucking God, this meal is outstanding, Mrs. Lewis!" Jeff exclaimed as he dug into the bangers and mash, an English specialty that he fell in love with in a hurry. "Well, I'm Rhodesian, which is basically transplanted British, darling. I'm very pleased that you enjoy my cooking, love," Carolyn smiled at him, "but do call me 'Mum,' will you? Especially...
I was back in Montreal for Christmas. As I drove around the city I couldn't help but enjoy old memories. Maybe because of the season, one memory from a Christmas past stood out. Swinging a little out of my way I drove past the old grey stone building where a long-time friend and I were once roommates. Her name was Sheri and we'd known each other since we wer...