This is basically a continuation of my last story, so you may want to read that familiarize yourself. I left Trixie in a daze, mechanically taking the train home. I was still freaking out over what had happened. I mean, come on, I had my ass fingered, and had a huge orgasm. Was I gay? On top of that, I promised Trixie I'd be back. Did I dare? Once could b...
My name is Kenta Ishimara. I am 21 years old, 5'7 with neat black hair and glasses. My life was, putting it very lightly, boring. Noting ever happened to me. I had a pervy lesbian sister, my dad I swore was secretly gay and us kids were the product of my mother sleeping around, like she did from time to time. They hardly ever even talked to each other, let a...
This action begins with my weekly trip to the local porn shop, made up of the typical video booths as well as four open rooms with big TVs showing various movies. It's afternoon when I enter, and I immediately walk into the video viewing area, a dark open room with straight porn continuously running. The place is set up like a big square track, so as I walk...
*A bit different than my other stories, but shares some similarities. Let me know what you think. xx Vi ***** Kelly sat in a parked car in the San Fransisco Airport parking lot waiting for her father, Rod, to emerge from the terminal. Kelly loved her father and was glad he was visiting all the way from England, but she was not looking forward to him spendi...
It was the darkest secret Ashton had ever kept and knew he had to tell his girlfriend. Candice deserved to know he was a poser and a liar. The couples only camping trip felt like a good time to him. They would be away from the regular world, lost in the woods and surrounded by their best friends. Ashton and Candice followed behind Jared and his girlfriend....
The name is Mitchell Manning. Formerly of the great state of Massachusetts. People simply call me Mitch Man. Who am I? Just a tall, good-looking young Black man living in New York. I'm originally from Massachusetts but I like the Big Apple. Currently, I attend the Long Island Institute of Technology. What started as a small technical college in 1987 quickly...
My first exposure to several long term sexual interests was through a married couple I rented a room from, decades ago in my mid-20s. A period involving a delightful process of discovery. Lisa was 15 years older, with long black hair and gorgeous heavy tits that were often braless. John had a variety of porn, revealed over a period of months, leading to a st...
We were sitting on the couch watching TV when my husband told me that he had to run over to The Home Depot to get something. It was 8 o'clock at night. This wasn't the first time that he had to run out "to get something" at odd times. This had been going on for quite some time, maybe for the last couple of months, like twice a week. I said OK and he told me...
I love sex, but for the most part, I hate pornography. As a cinematic and literary genre, porno is to sex as the romance genre is to love. That is to say, each takes an amazingly complex subject and reduces it to a series of simple-minded cliches. Worse than this, pornography robs sex not only of its complexities, but also of its beauty. Porn is ugly. It ref...
I didn't know what I was thinking. My hands were still shaking from the excitement. My heart raced as I finished verifying my craigslist account. My online ad, which garnished a picture of my plump bottom being spread wide to reveal my sweet hairless hole was titled "Teen ISO Daddy". I stated that I still had my anal cherry, in fact I had never even been wit...