Liverpool, England, June 1798 Gregory Templeton sat looking at the cards in his hand and tried to maintain a neutral expression. Four of spades, five of clubs, six of hearts, seven of clubs, and eight of hearts; a straight. His heart began to pound and he prayed that the other men sitting at the table wouldn't notice the thin sheen of sweat that had broken...
The Exhibitionist is a sequel to Spanish Fly, a story written earlier, I recommend reading it first to be come better acquainted with the back-story and characters. Karen stepped outside on a crisp Saturday morning to pick up the newspaper, lying beside it a single rose and an envelope. Her robe parted slightly as she reached for them, the cool morning air...
Robert's eyes were almost closed but still he struggled, hanging on to that last sliver of consciousness like a shipwrecked sailor clinging to a bit of flotsam. But she was making it hard, almost impossible to stay awake. The vision of the large soft breasts that first ensnared him now danced inside his drooping eyelids. Her musky perfume filled his nostrils...
"So when do the games begin? I'm not here for the gossip, just for the hot, real action." "Hold your thick horse with both hands, you stud." replied my wife, Sue. "We promised a good time, but no one said anything about 'action', whatever that means to you." She knew very well what it meant and that at least one of the wives would introduce her pussy to fou...
"In order to be released," Morgan said, "you'll need to complete three tasks for me. Do you understand?" Sharon nodded. She couldn't speak, because of the gag in her mouth. Her hands were pinned over her head, chained to the bedframe by a pair of pink handcuffs. They weren't painfully tight, but they were snug enough that she wouldn't be going anywhere with...
"It was actually Einstein who posited quantum entanglement. He called it 'spooky action at a distance' because ... ummm ..." I lost my train of thought because I felt my foreskin being pulled back and a warm mouth engulf my soft cock. It startled me even though I really should have been expecting something like this. I was in the middle of my lecture at t...
The first time my wife, Sarah, had sex with other men was a number of years ago now. It hasn't happened that frequently since then, really, but the memories of that night still come back to me almost as clearly as when they transpired. We were at home on a Friday night, and had invited two guy friends. All of our wives were friends and we'd all attended num...
The following is not a new installment of my Doin' The Boss series, but it does have its genesis there. It features my former boss K. Linford Little, and of course me, but it can be read by itself. Enjoy. This is so embarrassing and I was never going to write this down, but in retrospect in speaking with Melody about the actual act and her reaction, well,...
I couldn't believe what my beautiful wife had said the night before as I sat at our kitchen table eating breakfast. Yes, it had been the hottest night of sex we had experienced in our brief marriage but the fact she wouldn't let me fuck her pussy made no sense. After all, we had just started to try to get pregnant. I started humming to myself the Stones tu...
When he opened the door, he could not believe what he was seeing. There, standing on his front stoop was a police officer, a very attractive officer, but an officer non-the less; the last thing that he would have expected. "Good evening sir," she touched the brim of her cap as she spoke. "Is there a problem officer?" his throat was dry; his voice was soft...