Here I was at age 62, back in the hospital for my third go around with an arterial blockage. Three years ago I had suffered a heart attack while on an airplane returning from a business trip and had gone through this life-saving angioplasty procedure where a cardiologist implants a metal stent in the blocked artery to increase blood flow. The procedure inclu...
My love affair with my hairbrush began innocently enough. It wasn't an accident, but it was innocent. Back in my teenage years my mom insisted, no demanded, that I remain a virgin. That wasn't a real problem, because although a couple of my friends were going all the way with their boyfriends, it was a rarity. And when Jenny Ducca got pregnant, pure, chast...
I have a pantyhose fetish. There, I've said it. I've never flat out told this to anyone before. You mention any type, color, or style of pantyhose, and I've got it. And more than one pair of them too. I've loved pantyhose as long as I can remember. I like how sexy they are on me. I like how they feel against my skin. I love the variety of what you ca...
It is almost 3 months since the end of chapter 4 ended and well over five years since the beginning of chapter one. Sometime in 1990. It's been a few months since I first found out that Lynn has been sneaking off to the porn theater without me. I still follow her around for a couple reasons. The first is that I still want to be sure I'm not being betraye...
Tom Anderson reached up to adjust the rear-view mirror of his sedan, looking at its reflection of the back seat. There was Sloan, his eighteen year old hand-job whore, jerking off one of her fellow students. They were parked at a playground just a block from Sloan's high-school, where they had come to earn some quick cash before her classes started. "You've...
Emily crams all night Emily wasn't stupid, she could do well enough in school, scoring quite well on tests and quizzes, but unfortunately, she was pretty air headed, meaning that she often forgot to do her homework, her projects were often rushed, and her attendance was barely acceptable. Add to that her tendency to get into wardrobe related hijinks, and t...
As I ended the first chapter of my love story, my Stepdaughter Dawn and I were returning from loading a Ryder truck with her possessions. We were to spend the night at home, then continue on to her new place in the morning. We had stopped on the way and enjoyed committing acts of sin by Dawn seducing her willing Daddy. No regrets. We were 20 minutes from h...
Author's Note: This is a story of the frustrations presented by new, but also predictable, circumstances, and the means of alleviating, or at least dealing, with them. It is, however, almost certainly pointless. Therefore, in the immortal words of Mark Twain: "Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to...
Sometimes life gets in the way and busy schedules don't allow for other pursuits. Mistress and I hadn't played in nearly a month and although we shared intimacy, I was growing anxious for more. Compounding matters was the fact that although Mistress had told me I'd remain in the punishment cage for only two weeks until we could find a suitable cock for me to...
For some reason, I've always been prude when it comes to porn... Don't get me wrong, I've seen it before. I grew up with boys and had more boy-friends than girl-friends throughout junior high and high school. I remember going over to my neighbor's house on several occasions and walking in on my guy friends watching porn together and teasing them for "taking...