Per your instructions to do so in a recent phone conversation, I have stopped masturbating. My sexual tension levels are at an all time high, but after a very long 30 days, I will see you, in person, in one hour!!! Unfortunately, our reunion will be in a public place, but I'm hoping that I can convince you that we need privacy and that you will sense my urge...
I'd seen a few Playboys and Hustlers and stuff like that—but I'd never seen anything like what Erica showed me in a box under her father's bed. It was really hardcore stuff, and it showed everything, all the minute details of flesh, up close and personal. I found myself utterly enthralled, in spite of my embarrassment with Erica right there. I couldn't seem...
The National Association of Women University Deans Part I "I'm going to fuck the nigger," Prof. Sharon Vinchelle announced to her husband as she stood at the door of their study. Her husband, Jacques, looked up from the stack of essays he was grading, nodded imperceptibly, and returned to his work. His wife turned and repaired to their bedroom, where the te...
“What are you doing here?” I asked my 20-year-old brother in law as he walked into my office. “And a good day to you to.” He said. He was a tall good-looking kid that was strong as a bull from working with Sam as a carpenter. “I’m sorry. It just surprised me to see you that’s all.” I said as I hugged him to me. “Sam said he had to work late and asked me t...
The early morning has always attracted me, especially after a good night's rest. I love those hours when I'm awake and the whole world sleeps. It is my thinking time, a time without distractions. I could sit for hours with just my thoughts, suspended somewhere between 4:30 and sunrise. In the rural area where my weekend house stands, those hours are nothing...
Silently she walked down the boarding ramp, painfuly tugging at her carryon reluctantly in tow as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Purposely she lowered her head passing by the flight attendants gathering just inside the open hatch. Tears continued to spill as she trudged down the narrow isle to seat 20A. She let out a peep nudging her computer bag o...
While my other submissions have been from memories of long ago, this is a fantasy based on reality. The only thing missing is a willing "Night Nurse"! * As my ID suggests, I am disabled. I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis some 20 years ago and the disease has progressed to where I must use a wheelchair to get around and much of anything below the belt...
Maria closed the door behind her and her stiletto heels began to echo inside the emptiness of the church. She was completely alone, except for the shadow of a man flickering on the wall opposite the confession booth. No one ever came to the church anymore, God had been dead in these parts for a long time and there was just no one who believed in religion any...
I can't believe this has to be said on a BDSM story, but it does. This is 100% consensual and within limits. If you do not wish to read about a breeding fetish, blood play, knives, body marking, or any hardcore activities, please exit now. If you click on these types of stories just to troll the comments, please exit now. To get the full story of these c...
Sally and Simon had gone away to the beach for their 6th wedding anniversary. They had a great day chilling both on the sand and in the sea. Sally had worn her skimpy bikini which got Simon's attention, not to mention a few other men slowly walking past them. As the day drew towards evening they packed up and headed back to the hotel to freshen up for dinner...