This is an unusual story about a love that transcends sex until, by accident, it becomes clear it need not. Bisexuality is an important component of the story. If that is not your cup of tea, you might want to skip the story. If you cannot handle a woman having sex with a man other than her husband, even for a "good" cause, then please skip this story! War...
As my husband, Ray, and I were eating lunch, he asked me what it was like for me to get gangbanged the night prior. I asked him if he'd ever been the center of one. Ray paused for a moment, smiled and told me that he'd had trains pulled on him, and he'd done what he called blow bangs. He explained to me that having trains pulled on him were special memories...
They ate lunch, cleaned up the dishes, and spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the sofa in the living room listening to music and talking. It wasn't that they didn't want to make love. The thing was, having a chance to spend time together, just talking, was so delightful neither of them wanted to spoil the mood. Sylvia's mother asked Jason a lot of qu...
I e-mailed some online gay friends asking for the name of a place someone like me, a bi-curious middle aged guy, would be comfortable in just having a beer. They e-mailed right back with the name of a place called Charlene's near downtown. Before I had the chance to wonder why the place was not in the gay part of the city they followed up with a note that s...
Tim looked over at Lisa. Her eyes were half closed, but she noticed him looking, and her lips curved into a lascivious smile before the pressure from behind surprised her and she shut her eyes in ecstasy, pushing back and raising her ass a little to meet the massive cock burying itself inside her rectum. Tim felt his cock twitch a little, pressed against the...
My name is Travis Johnson. I am a young Black man living in Boston. I attend Emerson College. I am studying Business Administration there. I lead the kind of life that many people envy. I've got a full scholarship to college. I live in the dorms and I'm rather popular with the ladies at school. I can't blame them for liking me. With my six-foot-two and two h...
Max was very busy hand washing all of Tonya's underwear and lingerie in the kitchen sink. He dipped a pair of her panties in the clean rinse water dunking them several times before twisting them and squeezing out the excess water. He then placed them in the clothes basket on the counter. Tonya insisted he wear 6" heels around the house especially when doing...
Chapter 2 Thomas made sure to ram Claudia once again after he painted, and she did her best to take as much as his cum as possible this time around. He partly did it because he enjoyed her, but also partly because he didn't want to rush home and catch Marilyn in flagrante delicto with her own lover. That was not a confrontation that he wished to expedite b...
We as a species have this obsessive need to label things. To separate ourselves and others into these neat elitists little groups. We start in school with the in crowds the out crowds the nerds the geeks and the others. As we start to look outside ourselves and our sphere of self we notice the world and the groups we have set for the outside world. Rather th...
My name is George, and I am an opera lover. Verdi, Puccini, Wagner,... are my musical heroes and I listened to their masterworks more than anything else in my typical Floridian suburban home with swimming pool, BBQ, lanai, etc. I spend most of my time outdoor and sometimes I must be a nuisance to my neighbors with more traditional music tastes, but who can...