LXXXVI The Food of Love Psychlone 2108 No one could ever doubt it. This was by every possible measurement the biggest gig of Psychlone's professional life so far. It was the biggest blast he'd ever had, even including the first time he had sex. But Psychlone wasn't making a penny from it. Not even a measly grand or so. And the other acts giving it out were...
My boyfriend Luke and I took a trip to go horse back riding to a hot springs in the desert of California. We had to leave early. I got up extra early and gave myself two enemas. That woke me up for a while, but made me extremely horny. Well, I slept the whole two hour car ride to keep me from playing with myself. We arrived to this old back road ranch and o...
The following is a work of fiction: All of the people, places, and events depicted are merely figments of the authors' warped imaginations. Since it's our imaginations, we imagine that all of the fictional characters are of legal age, and all of their fictional activities are legal in their fictional jurisdiction. In fact, we further imagine that Plato was c...
This is chapter two of my story. I'm just a poor and not a highly educated man who wants to tell you about my life. There is no sex in this part of the story. I wrote it so people can read about my life and the things that have happened to me along the way. If you want a jerk off story this is not one of them. ========================== The next day I figu...
CHAPTER 1 I know I should be pissed off at him; after all he's been humping my wife. Fucking her all weekend, ever since they arrived Friday night. I go out for thirty minutes to make a beer run and BANG; he's putting it to her. Bastard didn't give a shit if I was upset or not, in fact, he was surprised when I didn't react with glee, told me to get over it...
Stripped naked, blindfolded, and tied to her bed, Dominatrix Dominique disciplines her landlord. She looked at him with disgust and he looked at her with lust. With him being a pervert and her being an inner city, proud, black, woman from Detroit, she didn't have to be a psychic to know what he meant in doing other things than sucking and fucking. Having be...
Sitting in my parked car behind some bushes, I reviewed recent events in my head. I was visiting my friend Timothy at his trailer park when I met... Cordelia, no Mary-Elizabeth. Mary-Elizabeth and I snuck off for a quickie on a patch of fine Kentucky bluegrass. Later I realized that she was both married and had given me a fake name. I didn't stick around t...
"Well, so far we've had four contest entries for the National Nude Day contest. Our first entry was from Nick and his lovely butch dyke wife with an anal story where she changes things around and fucks him up that ass instead of having him fuck her up the ass. Well done, Nick." "Thank you, Stan. Forgive me if I don't get up and take a bow. I'm still a bit s...
"Mom! Mom!" "What do you want Jane. You don't need to holler," replied her mother from another room. "I want you to meet Billy, the boy I've been telling you about." Jane's mother was in another room of the house. She emerged from a bedroom where she must have been cleaning, because she was holding a dust brush in her hand. "Mom, this is Billy! He's the...
This is a stroke story. It's ridiculous and unrealistic. No one is worried about STDs, sizes are exaggerated, everyone is bi (or at least the women are) and people can fuck for hours without chafing. This chapter has simulated non-consensual sex and unsafe BDSM practices (seriously, people, use safe words). Caveat reader. --- It was a bit past two AM when...