"Husband!" It shouldn't be a surprise as this was a gang bang at a swingers club. Terri leads my hard cock down the hall into the open playroom. I can hear the moans and sounds of sex. As we get to the room I see one of the girls on her back while two of the men are on either side of her head with their hard cocks alternating between sucks from the willing...
During the winter months I decided to go more to the gym then I did during the summer. Wanting to look go for the spring I signed up for a Personal trainer to help me stay focused on training. The Gym was like any other gym, lots of machines, aerobic classes and the weight room was filled with muscle bound men and women. The first day I signed up for my pe...
Marissa Sings the Blues Marissa's Tales: Chapter 1 This and my other "Faeophobia" stories are based on the "Faeophobia" world created by xxxecil. Mervandalyssa stood proudly in front of the old '40s style microphone, filling the small club with the deep, resonating tones of her seemingly electric alto voice. She sang of love lost and of how no one made ti...
I have always been very curious about people's sexual fantasies and decided to try and interest my lovely wife of 12 years to participate in my exploration of the sexual universe. My life as a college professor who teaches physics keeps me involved in everything except anything to do with sex. My wife Emily is a therapist 35 years old and built like a brick...
WHERE'S JOE WHUZZIT? Keep in mind, these events happened 15-20 years ago. Exact words and actions may have been slightly different. However, it's amazing what you can remember after starting a story such as these with a few old notes and old copies of the story. Sometime early the very next Summer we decided to go back up to find Joe Whuzzit. We had recent...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan February 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * I was savouring my after-breakfast cup of...
She lowers her body into the limo grinning, she picks up the phone. "Hey, where are you taking me doll? What are we doing tonight, when will I see you? " He chuckles, "soon doll face soon, just be patient, Jeeves knows where to take you, you just have to enjoy and take advantage of your gift." "Oh believe me darling, I have and will," as she runs her fin...
Author's note: I had a special request from a guy who wanted to know if I had any good oral stories to tell, so I figured it would be nice to write about one of them. Feel free to write me if you've got requests. If I've had the experience then I will write about it; if I haven't, I could always make something up. As usual, all of my stories are true unless...
I saw the Rumpus Room bar out of the corner of my eye as I drove home. I'd passed it a hundred times back and forth to work but had never stopped. It was a seedy local bar--we used to call it the Rum & Pus in my drinking days--but I wanted a beer and maybe a game of pool to help me unwind from the day. Inside the air was cool, but it had the sour smell of s...
My name is Kory. I'm a student at the Quincy Institute of Technology in Quincy, Massachusetts. It's a small, four-year private technical college with an eight-thousand-person student body. We have one campus and that's the one in Quincy, obviously. I am a local, having graduated from Quincy High School recently. Yeah, I'm a local girl. I'm finding my college...