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Evening has falled, our dear, old European city is rather peaceful yet, but since it IS Friday, things will probably happen.. I´m sitting in my apartment, frustrated over the news on TV, trying to distract myself from my aching yearning. A yearning for going out. Getting a drink, dance and hopefully, get laid.. Little do I know, about what will happen... I...
When the knock on my apartment door came I answered the door expecting to find the delivery boy from the pizzeria down the street. Instead I found myself face to face with a man in the uniform of a Chief Petty Officer in the US Navy carrying a clipboard. "Lt. Paul Chapman?" He asked. I nodded. "Sign here," he said. "Hold one a moment," I said. "Just what...
I had intended this to be a two or three part series, but as the characters developed, it seemed best to let the other two episodes take place in your minds. As written this story is foreplay for your mind. It is a story that will warm you up and usher you through the door. But from that point on, it is up to your imagination. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =...
It had been a month since I went to the Club Blue and had my fun, work had gotten the better of my and I saw less and less of Roxxana. Everything seemed to have gotten back to normal. I dreamt of dark rooms, stranger pussies and mouths tormenting me, using me. I would be fast asleep, and suddenly feel a hand stroking my cock lightly. Feel warm breath on my...
He saw it, right there in the middle of the bar of soap. It was a dark hair, partially stuck to the bar, its short strand curled up like a delicate spring. Going back to his tool box, Andy pulled out a small zip top sandwich bag and a pair of tweezers. Stepping one foot into the shower he reached out, pinched the hair in the tweezers and carefully put it in...
Comments can be made to the linke below (we love getting emails and reply to all that grab our attention!) There is definitely something special about the summer that just makes us feel sexual. We're not sure whether it's the warm sun, the ability to wear less clothing, or the smell of fresh air. If we had to guess, we'd say that 95% of our adventurous sexu...
Foreword This is strictly a Maledom tale of erotic activity. The first chapter sets up the action The naughty bits begin with Chapter Two. * Chapter One -- Rest Brenda McCain was a driven woman, no doubt about it. She worked far too much and she did not take good enough care of herself. She insisted on micromanaging as many details as she could, of any...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real situation or people. I created it (in my sleep as usual). It's subject matter is adult consensual fetishes, focusing on M/f parings. Contrary to what is stated at first in the story, all persons depicted are over 18 years of age. If you have not reached the age of majority where you live, (cons...
The Time Machine Voyage Two – Roman in the Gloamin’ Cleopatra was a chubby little tart with something of a moustache. She had a single eyebrow that seemed to be crawling across her forehead like a demented millipede and a bloody great nose. In short, she was the kind only a brother could love – but that was the Ptolemys all over. Yes, you’ve guessed it: th...