My hip pressed against the woman's thigh as four of us squeezed onto the too-short couch. My husband perched on the armrest on my other side, his knee hooked over mine, his hand on my shoulder. Her husband nudged her closer to me so he could shove in beside her, his hand between her legs, pushing the skirt of her little black dress an inch higher. In the mi...
For the next week, Erin wrestled with her guilt of infidelity the night before accepting a proposal of marriage from her boyfriend. On the Thursday, August 7th, 5 days after the incident, she was out of town with friends. Randy went to a strip club. He confessed this to her the next day, starting a large fight. She told him he was cut off. That entire we...
Arizona, 1980 They had been 18 the night the terrible car accident occurred. Manny Meza had wanted Jessica Abby with every inch of his six foot three inch frame for as long as he could remember. They had been in high school together and before that middle school but sometime in those years when a girl turns into a woman, Jessica had became a goddess. Mann...
I was a captain on pretty much every sports team my high school. In the fall I played football, I was the starting QB. When the football season ended, I played basketball. I pretty much played every position, but the programs labelled me as a point guard. As if that wasn't enough, in the spring I would win almost everything you could at the city track-meets....
The invitation read as follows. "You are cordially invited to a Kinky Halloween Party. You are allowed to bring 1 guest. The rules are everyone must wear a costume, skin allowed, mask required. Costume contest will have rewards. The password is Transylvania. Enjoy, Your Host and Hostess" The invitation was sent to members of The Dark Horse, a BDSM c...
Author's Caution: Contains violence, male abuse, male domination and also a very small penis. Please don't read if this will offend you or is not what you are interested in. *** After kissing my wife goodbye for the weekend I grabbed the morning paper and headed back into the house, dressed only in my robe and briefs. She was off to check on her ailing mot...
Pt. I: Beer, Bushes and Bouncers This story, Goddess help me, is true; the names have been changed to protect people who are probably wondering, as I do, how they could be that dumb. My only excuse is that it was 1972 and I was 19 and really, really stupid. * * * * * God - is there anything worse than sitting home on Saturday night? I mean, all by yoursel...
What was I going to do with my life? That was the big question at nineteen. I would start college in the Fall, and I had no idea. My parents were in the midst of a nasty divorce, my sister had gotten married to a jack ass that treated her like a dog. My friends had gone off to college, or taken off to backpack around Europe. I wanted to be anywhere but where...
(It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory and mak...
My name is Byron Blanc. I'm a five-foot-eleven, lean and fit young man of Haitian-American descent. I live in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, but I was born and raised in the town of Atlanta, Georgia. I'm twenty seven years old and hold a Master's degree in Criminal Justice from Georgia State University. I used to be a cop in Atlanta for three years bef...