As they walked toward the gilt doors that opened into the room, he had a slight smile on his face and a spring in his step. Wearing smart casual clothes he felt sure he'd enjoy the lunch, way more than she would, which excited him more. She was wearing a cotton print summer dress with buttons down the front. The last 4 or 5 were undone and as she walked in h...
Nero let his eyes glide across the strippers, his beer slowly sweating in the warmth of the seedy bar. The extra creds in his pocket felt heavy... an illusion but one he was comfortable with. He was out for an afternoon's delight with a stripper. Now came the difficult selection process. This was his favorite bar. The Casbah. As sleazy strip clubs went, it...
The second morning at the resort was the prelude to even more adventures. We had spent our sexual energies in the shower that morning, but we each looked forward to what new sexual pleasures the evening would bring. We napped during the heat of the midday. We were content to just enjoy the touch of bare feet and bathrobes as we lay together under an umbrel...
Part V (An Alternate Ending) I received a call late last night from the convent on the other side of the church, something about a plumbing problem. Could I come over and fix it? I was met at the door by Sister Katherine, who led me downstairs to the basement. Katherine led me trough the cellar door, only to be confronted by a bright red curtain. Katherine...
A thousand thanks to Bob in Illinois for his silent contributions. 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. 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 curren...
Bob Hope still thought it was a dream, he could not believe what was happening. Then he glanced down. Yes it was real. He was in his bedroom, standing at the side of the bed, he was naked. The head of his nicely sized penis was resting between the lips of Eve Jensen, one of the most striking looking women he had ever known. Eve was also naked, as was Genni...
'The Bastard!' 'The Fucking Bastard!' Marys' invective was in response to what she was watching on the television. 'No wonder he hasn't wanted to come near me for weeks: the bastard!' She had been friends with Neeta since they both moved into the street within days of each other about five years earlier. They were both in their early thirties with two ch...
I discovered the Turkish bath quite by accident while at work one day, I was out driving and I had gotten myself lost while looking for a new customer. I made a mental note of where it was and promised myself I would try it out the next time my work took me that way. A week later I was called upon to visit the customer again so I threw my sports bag in the c...
The Friday nights we so used to look forward to when we were younger seem not so prominent nowadays. Could be the getting old process starting or is it that we've seen it all before. The same TV shows on telly, repeated from the eighties, which weren't even all that great the first time round. Well I'm a believer that life usually throws you something good f...
I heard the door open and sucked Mike’s massive cock back into my mouth, moving my head down and sideways, so that his erection would be visible from behind me as I captured the head between my lips. Paul was starting to panic as the door opened. I held myself in position, not releasing his cock and suddenly the room was lit by the bright white light of a fl...