I couldn't move my arms or my legs. This took a bit of getting used to. Craning my neck, I could see the leather straps on my wrists and ankles. They had metal rings that were connected with ropes to the four corner bedposts. There was no way I could escape. I was naked, and I was tied to this bed. I looked up at my former roommate and smiled. "It feels fi...
The steaming water hit my skin, rinsing away the sweat and the stress from the work-week. I'd started my Friday night workouts a year ago after breaking up with my girlfriend, and they've become a tradition. The gym's quiet in the evenings, letting me take my time as I work myself to exhaustion, leaving me feeling light-headed and refreshed - and more than a...
This is not a true story. But if it were, would you be surprised? * * * * * * THE FEELINGS BEGIN Ann Coulter, political firebrand, stood in front of her bathroom mirror and dropped her shorts. Her nicely shaved, completely bare pussy gleamed in the light. She admired her pussy in the mirror, turning to different angles to see its smoothness. She ligh...
I should explain at once that my thirty-year-old wife and I really, really enjoy fucking one another. In fact, conjugal sex accounts for about ninety-eight percent of our erotic life. The other two percent is what I like to write about, though. Some of this is fairly innocent -- for example when Nancy "accidentally" displays her body to other men while I wat...
I felt her warm gaze upon me and I glanced furtively in her direction as I sat with a group of my friends at a bar in Fredericksburg, VA while she sat with two guys whom I was certain were gay. She was a pretty woman in what I guessed was her late twenties with a playful smile and beautiful blue eyes. Her long blonde hair framed a clear, angelic face with en...
I want to thank everyone for their, observation and criticisms both positive and negative. It all helps, enjoy. ***** Terri had a good workout at the gym and was now ready to do some serious unwinding. She stripped out of her sweaty gym gear putting it in a plastic bag then dumping it in her kit bag. She wrapped herself in a towel and headed to the steam r...
All right. So, about a month and a half had passed since Cassandra and I had a three-way with her best friend Annie (see "Cassandra and Annie" for that story.) That was amazing, of course, but in hindsight I don't think it was worth what followed. Believe me when I tell you that the whole group sex thing, as tantalizing as it sounds, can be incredibly destru...
Wherein Lie My Dreams When I was a student at the Belle Arte Academy in Florence Italy, I first encountered what the locals call Tranvestiti or Madonna della Strada; what today we refer to as Transsexual Prostitutes, sometimes including the rarer Sex-changes. Some of the Transsexuals I'd encounter were obviously men masquerading as women, sometimes sportin...
When I was 19-20, I worked as a production assistant for a TV show which I won't name. It was not a huge deal. It was steadily successful in a small way, and is still on today. It was a fun job. Most PA jobs are not. You run shitty errands and never get appreciated. Usually the boss treats you like shit. This job was different. People were friendly. They wer...
The clock on the bedside table clicked loudly in the otherwise quiet room. A soft buzz of cicadas outside drifted in through the small gap in the raised window. The room seemed to glow with pink from the afternoon sun. The room hadn't changed much since Rachel had begun her fashion phase in high school. Her closet (and the closet of the guest room) were stu...