Chapter 17: Perfection in Blue Fox Jennifer Coombes leaned forward and lit her son's cigarette. She adored him smoking; he looked so cool in his new tight leather high waisted blouson. He was trembling, and she wondered whether it was the cold as the temperature plummeted below freezing now the sun had gone down, despite the patio heater on the Knightsbridg...
My name is Paul, and Liz and I have been married for about ten years. We are very happy and I thought until recently I knew every side to her personality. Liz doesn't quite know me so well... As she works nightshifts for most of the week, I frequently surf porn on the internet and I suspect she would be shocked to see some of the sites I visit. Let me explai...
I know I know! You, my constantly horny fans are expecting a Marlene story. Welllllll, I'm pretty dry on Marlene stories right now so I thought I'd cum up with some new vehicles for your cumming pleasure. If you like this one I've got a bunch more for you. Take a sec to vote for this one and to mail me. If you don't like it?- - -well fuck you! * Before my...
It was my wife Anne who helped me get started. And she was only my girlfriend at the time. I had spent the night with her and in the morning had no clean underwear. She offered me hers. Said it would do great things for my masculinity to wear her silky panties all day. Actually it did great things for my libido. I was constantly horny, couldn't concentrate o...
This is a story in which the male in the leading role does not possess a 7 to 11 inch long penis as big around as a beer can. Rather, this man is of average or even slightly below average size. Personally, this author is rather tired of reading about how all men have oversized penises. Yes, I suppose I am jealous because I’m on the short side of normal, and...
(Note:The following essay was meant as a curiosity, or even a joke. Certainly, I've yet to come across anything comparable that's been written. The reader should be forewarned that there is nothing the least bit erotic below, aside from the excerpts from "Friday Night"; if anything, in fact, these pages are likely to lessen your enjoyment of erotic stories....
Can you be a Hijab-wearing pious Muslim woman and still love BDSM? That's partially what this story is about, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Haifa Osman and I'm a young Arab woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Khobar, Saudi Arabia, and have been in Canada since 1999. I am twenty two years old, and study accounting at Algo...
Six months ago, I joined a health club to work on general fitness and the never ending weight gain problem for men my age. After signing the contract, I was told to check in with the fitness instructor on my first visit. I arrived at the club, dressed out and in minutes was talking to the instructor. She was a few years younger, in splendid shape, and muscul...
FOREWORD The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but... By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you'll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you'll find a list of all the currently available ch...
When I go out to the adult bookstore, I am always dressed as a woman. And not just as a woman, but a whore. I tease my hair up big and high, and will have either a dress, skirt, or butt baring short shorts; and, of course, high heels. It's a 15-minute walk from my apartment to the arcade, and my route runs me through an industrial area along a fairly wide av...