"Damn, damn, damn," I mutter as I race downstairs to meet you. "You're home!" I cry as I wrap my arms around you and kiss you deeply. I am so hot that I'll take what I can get, even if it means a vanilla fuck instead of the ass reaming that I want. I reach down and start undoing your belt. "You're especially eager tonight," you say, laughing. "Let me just p...
The Little Hitchhiker I had been teaching at Western Washington State University in Bellingham, Washington for the last three years. It was a good job, challenging and lots of fun. Being a 30-year-old single male on a major university campus provided a lot of opportunities to feed my libido. Surprisingly most of those opportunities didn't come from the attr...
Eighteen year old twins Veronica and Vanessa Sinclaire waited nervously in the living room for their parents to come out. The girls were physically identical except for one thing, Vanessa's eyes were blue like Ethan's and Veronica's were brown like Katrina's. Both girl's were tall at five feet seven inches and had Ethan's athletic build. They both wore their...
I think Elton John said it best: "Sorry seems to be the hardest word." A couple of months ago I posted a story on here called Dear Journal. I never should have done so. What I posted was an actual transcript from my MSN messenger between myself and someone I dearly love. I posted that story because I was angry at him and it was the only transcript I had not...
Her feet weren't touching the ground. As the morning sunlight crept onto the ranch, Milo, Rob and Shandi returned, each taking their separate paths to return to their rooms and prepare for the coming day. Shandi skipped to her room, humming a Luther Vandross song as she quietly padded up the stairs but the song died in her throat when she reached the landing...
From part three... I was flabbergasted, as he reached for me and pulled me into his arms and kissed me again, gently then passionately. We spent a long time just stroking and caressing each other through the rubber of our macs. He spent what seemed like ages just stroking my body through the basque and then my legs through the leather of the boots. I spent...
"Do you like to hurt me?" When you first asked me that question, I was taken aback. I had to think. Was it the fact that you were so little and tight that I liked so much? Or the fact that I knew it was hurting you every time I went in all the way? Both, I suddenly realized. "I guess so," I replied. "Why do you like to hurt me?" You'd ask this question o...
Chapter Three: She Told Me To Hurt Her It was kind of awkward explaining things to the kids Sunday morning. Finding their father in bed with a strange woman that wasn't there the previous night had them feeling a little uneasy. I let Amy sleep in while I made pancakes for the kids and myself, saving a plate for Amy when she awoke. She left shortly there af...
A makeshift frame, this was a spur of the moment thing. While she was at work, he cleaned the garage and found some PVC pipe, the primer and cement to glue it together, some pin hinges, and some zip ties. He measured as best he could, guessing at what he was building in relation to her size. She was short, only five foot, one-half inch, and in most cases cou...
I have always had a strong fetish for stockings, garters, sheer panties, heels and other sexy lingerie. I've always required my women to dress this way for me. Even when I walk through the lingerie section in a department store or Fredrick's and I can't help but want to look at the panties and stockings, I want to feel and touch everything and I become arous...