Renee's heart pounded so hard against her chest, she thought she would explode, right then and there in front of everyone. But, nerves are funny things. It was a part thrill, part anxiousness of what was about to happen. Particularly, the impending fate of her long, gleaming curtain of sienna brown hair. The world kink had no boundaries, as long as it was s...
I'm now writing about what happened to me about two hours ago. The feelings of what happened and all the thoughts are still running through me; which I hope will come through in the descriptions. I'm home at my computer now, but earlier today I went out for a haircut. Like usual I thought of the haircut as opportunity to tease my fantasies, so I decided to...
I was not expecting any sexual encounters when I went to the supermarket that day. In fact, since my divorce six months ago, I had not encountered anything that could be described as remotely sexual at all. We married young and were too naive to realise that we were incompatible. She wanted a home and children and regarded sex with me as an unfortunate means...
They say the sign of a great barber is the number of people waiting. The shop I walked by that afternoon had a fancy designer sign, *H*A*T*M*O*, and had no empty chairs during the hours when it's usually slow at other shops. I noted the address for later. I'd been dying to get something done with my unruly mess of curls and this looks like the place to do it...
A few years back I was working for a guy that I knew was gay because he would always talk about hot men and whenever we were in the men's room together he like to show me his cock. It was pretty big, and I was somewhat interested, and I then realized that I was bi-curious but had never acted on it, but I was very aroused by the taboo of being with another ma...
I'm a very horny guy, and when I'm not having sex I usually jack off at least three times a day. Working out makes me even hornier—I've gotten off seven or eight times a day on heavy lifting days. Been with plenty of women of all varieties—went through an Asian fetish, which was fun—but had never made it with a black woman. There was a big bust black model,...
NOTE: This is a fictional report, strictly from my imagination. Any semblance to reality (person, place or thing) is purely by accident. No disparagement of anyone is intended; it is just a story. [VO = voice over] A Special Report by Cassie Robbins. [Cassie VO] This week marks the 100th anniversary of the ABS, the American Barberettes Society, a group of...
She jacked in for the third time this evening, hearing her cable modem screaming as it made the connection. Lori had kept the sound as a reminder of her first days on the 'Net. Ironically, in those days the sound of her modem and "you've got mail" were about the only things her computer spit back at her. Now, well, now everything came back. Especially buzz,...
It was late in the day and I needed a haircut and a shave. I didn't have and appointment, and was hoping to just walk in and catch someone open. There was a hair shop just around the corner that I had never tried, so I walked over to check it out. As I entered the shop, I saw an older gal working on the hair of a high school girl. "Are you closing early toda...
I thought it was at John's dinner party when the first seeds of the transformation of our marriage were sown. I was wrong. One of the guests, William, had turned the topic of conversation to his own area of expertise—evolutionary psychology—and had the avid attention of the table. To be fair, he didn't bring it up, he was merely countering the opinion of Joh...