The bar looked nice enough from the outside. Music seeped out, but velvet curtains obscured the windows and I couldn’t peek in. I looked at the sign and confirmed yet again that I was at the right place. There was nothing to do but go in—or turn around and go home. It wasn’t too late to forget the whole idea. If it had been an ordinary Internet date I wouldn...
Chapter One He arrived at his appointed time, the last scheduled time she had available for his weekly massage. He had been going to her for more than 15 years, he was confident in her procedures, and he expected only a massage, a long one for a change. They talked for a bit about goings-on for them both, then she excused herself to take care of some busi...
"Elsie, come in here, I gotta talk to you," It was Mom. Now what? Elsie wondered. She was trying to clean out the pig pen, talking to the pigs as she did it. Maybe Mom wanted to lecture her again about avoiding all contact with males of any age -- they weren't to be trusted. She took off her muddy, stinking boots outside the back door and walked into the ki...
It was my birthday, and my new friend Teri had arranged to take me out for a day's shopping. I had only known her three weeks, meeting her at an evening dance class, but already we were firm friends and getting closer all the time. She was wild, forever saying outrageous things, flirting shamelessly with men, dressing how she pleased, trying to get me to 'le...
Author's Note: These stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasie-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. lol. ----------------- "For God's sake, tell me you got to fuck that girl." Words I never dreamed I'd hear coming out from my wife. Now it was my turn to play coy. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find o...
I was having a weekend all to myself. Just me, phone turned off, just relaxing and being by myself. Well, on Friday night, half baked and sipping on a Bombay gin and tonic, I decided to go online and surf a bit of porn. Now I love to masterbate and the way I think bout it is, if I am feeling a little frisky and I have time to waist, why not feel the power of...
Eva came barging into the apartment. "Tara, you..." she stopped in the midsentence and her eyes went wide as they took in my exposed teenage body. "... are naked?" she stammered obvious confused. "I.. I'm sorry" My face was red as a lobster, I felt small child getting caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. Everything was racing through my mind making...
He couldn't wait to meet her. It felt like he had waited for this for so long and at last his fantasies were about to come true. They had met over the net and immediately both knew they had found exactly what they had both been looking for such a long time. To him she sounded like the hottest older lady imaginable who he had long dreamed of to teach him al...
I'm sitting here wondering, "How did I get here?" How did a married straight guy end up being bisexual? Looking back, it all began innocently enough with sharing fantasies with my wife during lovemaking. We both found the thought of another male to be quite erotic and we began to elaborate on the details. It eventually progressed to her using her dildo on me...
They did not speak as the lift doors closed behind them, preoccupied as they both were with their own thoughts. Her nervousness mounted, and she felt a knot in her stomach. Doubts and shame gnawed at her, for the umpteenth time. She also had a slight nagging fear for her own safety, though he seemed genuine enough; she had met him three times after making c...