After our last encounter, I thought my lover deserved something a bit more romantic than just being fucked hard and then covered in my cum (although she has never exactly complained about being treated this way!) What we would really love to do is to find the time to have a proper date together. Dinner, a few drinks and then spend the whole night together....
I sat at my desk and sighed. It had been a hard, stressful day, and as usual I felt as if nothing had been accomplished. There were still articles to edit, phone calls to make, emails to read, and all I really wanted to do was head home and go to bed. Actually, what I really wanted to do was go to bed with Steve, a 30-something handsome assistant hired to...
Richard was always wonderful to me, it is a shame he has emigrated to Australia because I missed him so very much. Just to be here living in the same house we shared for five years did hurt some. All those places we made it together, on the sofa, across the dining room table, on the floor, in front of a burning open fire, all those images flashing through my...
"Mmmmm... you remember that little idea of mine. How delicious." Amber Eyes mouth never left the highly sensitive skin of Mikal's back. "That alone gives me a starting place." Almost lazily Amber Eyes ran his tongue across the back of Mikal's neck. "Oh yes... before you start screaming, let me give you a name to scream..... Xanthus." Mikal's skin quivered u...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
Mickey Finn. He's a good friend of mine. I was at a ski lodge with some friends, male. We were there for the skiing and the hunting, our choice of prey being the female of the species. There was one woman I decided to cut out of the pack. She was gorgeous. She said her name was Cherri and she was a model. At least, she had aspirations of becoming one. She...
For the record, I don't dream of you going to work naked. Quite on the contrary, I'm much too selfish to want others to see how stunning your are in the nude. I'd much rather imagine you wearing clothes and me stripping them off of you slowly, pushed up against a wall or laying out on a bed. Or perhaps my dream tonight will be you going to work like normal....
She knew he had something in mind when he stalked her into the bedroom. She backed into the dark room, watching him watch her. Without urging, she slowly stripped off her clothes, never taking her gaze off him. He nodded his approval and didn't say a word. When she was naked, a slight chill in the air raising goosebumps along her skin and tightening her nipp...
An odd duck, that's what I am. No other explanation for it, I guess. I had to come dangerously close to losing what matters to me in order to appreciate it. The name is Omar Abdelkader and I've got a story to share with you, dear reader. I'm a big and tall Somali-Canadian guy living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I have an MBA from Carleton University and...
I imagine you, or someone like you. Someone you know and care about deeply. I imagine them on their way to their car in some subterranean garage or dimly lit driveway. Maybe a park. Or their door to their apartment. Anywhere where I can do what I imagine makes me happy. Makes me feel strong, virile, and superhuman. I imagine them at their door. They have a...