For several months now I had acquiesced in my lover's plan, and I noticed that my breasts and hips had developed as she said they would. I was at work in my father's investment firm when.... "Tam' dear," my entirely sympathetic secretary whispered into my ear, "the Boss wants to see you. He doesn't seem angry." Arlene had started using my "secret" name whe...
Here I sit, still and alone in the darkness, only my feet and buttocks and my back give me any sensations at all. The cement is cold. The wall is rough. The air is putrid and damp. There is a stench that emanates from the small hole somewhere across the darkness where I am required to relieve myself when the urge overcomes me. I keep my arms wrapped tightly...
Again, if you don't like big, black cocks and small, white pussies, read another story. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Unknown insults are sent by little white wimps. * Thomas Jefferson Donnelson, long known as TJ, was the youngest son of a West Virginia coal miner. His four brothers had already left for the North and better jobs. He had graduated...
My train pulled smoothly out of St Pancras dead on time. I had bought a big, fat paperback at the station, for the journey. But I did not even open it. It was a glorious day and I was intrigued by the scenery speeding silently past my window. The change of trains, at Lille, went without a hitch. The long journey seemed to pass in no time and suddenly I was s...
Chapter 02: The Bachelorette Party After the little hiccup with the wedding venue, everything else went smoothly. Tracy found the perfect dress. Deposits were made on the photographer, videographer, limo, tuxes, and flowers. They hired a wedding planner to take care of all the other arrangements...and the invitations were in the mail. Tracy even managed to...
NOTE: For those of you joining us for the first time, this story is a vignette from Rubirosa's series "Cock Star." The chronicle focuses upon the private life of a public couple. As the most accomplished porn star of modern times, Samson lives out popular male sex fantasies on a daily basis. Yet his heart still belongs to Sandra Kong, his business manager, h...
The day broke sunny and warm. It was a perfect day for getting naked and strutting one's stuff for the wealthy and mostly middle-aged patrons who were gathered to attend the breast cancer awareness fundraiser. The presumption was that the ladies would be titillated enough by the sight of the well-endowed males to open up their checkbooks and make a sizeable...
Chapter 02 The Mark of the Panties Still a virgin at 19, I lost my first cherry to Los Angeles--it fucked with my mind. The rest went when my roommates introduced little Kansas me to the Bohemian college scene and the wonderland of sex (still quite hidden in the '50s). But I didn't have much trouble finding eager guys at UCLA. My first teaching job at a s...
“Hi. I knew that you wouldn’t ring, after last week…I’m sorry too….I know…(laughter)….I was good-wasn’t I! (more giggling)…..I wasn’t THAT good!…. If you say so. (Laughter)..Yes, I’m wearing them…I suppose they might be a little bit wet…No! I’m not fingering myself! …. You know why! …In his office, working on that bloody computer…I wish that it was porn…(lau...
Renee's husband stopped over Saturday afternoon to invite me for a drink at Jets Bar and Grill. My first thought was to decline his offer, but I have already done that three times to him, so I accepted. I kept thinking about that one day Renee stopped over and we cuddled on my bed after she read two stories I had written about her and I. All I could think...