Ted was in a rush to get back to the apartment and get out of there before Greg got home. He should have taken his time. Greg was there waiting for him. "Trying to get out of the bet, Ted?" Greg taunted. "Of course not," Ted lied. The bet was one of those stupid things the two of them (along with several of their friends) were always setting up. Althou...
The divorce was final, the dust was settling, and life was good. It wasn't good just because I was free to date and enjoy myself with whoever I wanted. It was also good because I had all the time and privacy I wanted to enjoy my secret fetish: crossdressing. I could draw the shades; get dressed; and enjoy all of my satin, lace and nylon. And there was a lot...
"Am I the one you're looking for?" The sexy black hooker asked. Hank was waiting for Mabel, his wife of over twenty years; they had stopped at a convenience store on their way home from an outing. "Could be," answered Hank "My wife's in the store; we can ask when she get's out here." "O shit I'm sorry!" The cutie pie said as she was leaving. "Don't lea...
A while ago, I was a waiter at a restaurant. There were only 3 guy waiters among 20 or so girl waitresses. After work one day, me and a bunch of co-workers were having some drinks. As the evening wore on, many of us, including me, got fairly tipsy. In the end, it was just me and this other waitress left at the bar. Jessi was a very pretty girl, with long, p...
My husband was jealous of other men. He was jealous of women, too, but he didn't mind when I fucked the hooker on our anniversary. It was our second year of marriage and I surprised him with a weekend in romantic Bardstown. If you've never considered Bardstown a romantic place, then you're not a bourbon drinker. We were bourbon drinkers. We sped down the hi...
I knowingly admit I am a sex addict. I like to be fucked and used over and over again. Having someone own me, to use me whenever they want to makes me feel that my nymphomaniac ways are of some use. I have always dreamed of being a whore. A hooker standing at the corner waiting for a man to pick her. To think she is good enough to fuck. I would write about i...
Chapter 1 The girls, Candy and Sue, had their weekend all planned. They each were inviting a friend to stay the night Saturday night, and planed a great time. Their boyfriends were going to pick them up and all of them would squeeze in to Bubba’s Dodge, they would hit the road and let the good-times roll. Sue and Candy were sisters and one could tell it a...
The company was doing really well. The drama with Waldorf Fordham seemed to have sorted itself out, and now we were looking at stitching up a new deal with a top firm on the east coast. I'd be flying to Chicago tonight for a meeting with their executives. I do hate business travel, but it's part of the deal. Although the travel part can at least be a bit rel...
It happened, not quite like this but very close. It was so fucking erotic watching my young wife grinning at me, totally into it, getting fucked by another man. She was riding his big fucking cock totally naked, telling me how fucking huge he was and how good it felt inside her. "Oh, God, baby. He is so fucking huge," she said, grinning as he gripped her...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationships with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...