This is the third installment of this story which is the tale of a divorced senior citizen and the young lady who met when the girl was peddling merchandise of her private school's fundraiser. This new story was inspired by the incredible reaction that the earlier episodes got, both pro and con. I think that reading the previous installments would be necess...
I'm an outwardly masculine guy, an alpha male who's very much in charge at work, at play, and in day to day life. But I have a secret side that no one knows about - I'm clit obsessed, a pussy slave, an oral submissive who cannot resist the chance to feast on female genitalia. I think and dream about this most delicious pleasure constantly - it is my magnific...
While in college, my friends had a habit of enjoying after-hours parties at strip clubs. While it was just a way to keep drinking and have fun for them, I became fascinated with the strippers and watching them flirt and pleasure all of the different men-especially the older ones. I hadn't told anyone, but I had a secret fetish for much older men and had slow...
I was working at a bowling alley as a bartender to make ends meet Sometimes, it was slow. But, league nights were always busy and brought me a lot of cash. It was also fun to be around all of the testosterone, and I enjoyed bantering back and forth with the men. It was silly how easy it was to get tips from them. Low-cut shirts, tight shorts, anything that l...
Edward has trained me well. When I spend a week every month at the slavery academy I am allowed no food that I cannot milk from the cocks of the men I serve. As a result, I have a hunger for cum, now, that will never leave me. When I'm not at the academy I work in an art gallery. Many of the clients are friends of Edwards, and I am expected to suck their ha...
John was up early the next morning. He carefully hid the torn bra that had covered his girlfriend’s small but sexually sensitive tits. Strange that he accepted the forty seven year old Phoebe as his girl, but by god she was an unbelievable firecracker in bed. He still didn’t know she had come to his bed a virgin. He gave the house the once over finding the t...
I got a call from my friend, Tara, to go to a party across campus. I almost didn't go - it was a Friday night, I was tired, and I was feeling really down for no real reason. But she got me up for it by coming over and bouncing on my bed until I agreed to go...and out we were! The party was at this little house in the college section of town, with people who...
I picked up the nickname Bosco because of my smooth as chocolate milk skin. Some guy I dated said I reminded him of the drink and the name stuck. Now I dance under the name. Dancing is what you make of it. I grew up in Poughkeepsie. I worked the Hudson Valley while I was finishing high school. I know what you are thinking. But I had good fake ID. Actually m...
Katherine Ryan spent a few minutes putting the dishes away and straightening up their Winnebago before joining Jim in the bedroom; her motto; a place for everything and everything in its place. Her lover was lying naked in bed with a big smile on his face. He was shaking his dashboard hula dancer, her little gift to him and watching it jiggle, which in turn...
Whilst all this had been going on Jeremy had been sat watching with a mix of emotions from the soundproof booth he'd been bundled into by two burly stage hands as soon as Louise's knickers were down. Obviously he felt terrible that his good lady wife was being stripped, shaved an d publicly humiliated on a grand scale and he'd been banging on the glass red f...