Authors Note: This is the first of a series of stories revolving around Freedom Love Jones (aka Dom) and a young stripper named Emily. The series itself is not chronological so the stories won't be identified as "chapters" but I will include "Dom and Emily" as a key word if you would like to follow along as Dom introduces his young lover to various sexual di...
Chapter 4: The Good Stuff "Yes-yes-yes-yes-yee-ees!" Molly's voice rose to a near hysterical scream. Every syllable and exhalation was pregnant with erotic exultation. "Molly! Molly! Molly! Mol-ly! Aaarggh!" Martin yelled, in the throes of pleasure so great they felt very much like pain. He doubled over, pressing his chest to her back, pulsing and spasming...
"What do you mean, one room with two double beds?" Matt demanded. The receptionist looked worried. "I'm sorry. There's been some confusion. It was supposed to be two double rooms?" "That's right. That's what I said when I booked the rooms," Matt answered. "Well, give us two double rooms, like I asked." His tall, strong, athletic body was tense with anger....
In which the day continues Kathryn and William having returned home with the results of her shopping trip. -- With thanks to my charming female character assistant who chooses to remain nameless. Kathryn surfaces on her sofa under her throw and finds its wool slightly itchy on her nakedness as William places a heavily laden tray on the coffee table. She pu...
"Fuck, bollocks." I said out loud to myself as my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was from Julie, my wife. The time was only just after 12 and I wasn't expecting to hear from her till much later. Still holding the phone I turned the sound down on my laptop and answered the phone with the one hand, my other still stroking my cock as I watched the porn i...
I wake up by Alem-Tsehay's crying. When I sit up, I feel a pool of cold wetness under my body, and when I move, I feel more of it seeping out of me. I think it should make me feel gross, but it doesn't; it makes me feel complete. I have heard stories of friends mixing their blood to demonstrate their bond; Chris' baby inside my body feels the same to me. My...
Chapter 3 Decisions decisions Oddly the hangover the next morning wasn't too bad. But my little but hole stung a little, I would remember to carry a little tub of lube the next time Victoria went out or be a little less slutty! I entered the living room to find my lifelong friend Mel drinking a coffee and rubbing the balls of her feet. "Babes are your fee...
I helped them get organized with the computer in the office. I just gave them all the passwords they might need to access literally any part of my life. My new mantra was "either they were trustworthy or not and not trusting them wasn't going to tell me which". I couldn't keep living my life so scared of the consequences that I was wasting my opportunity to...
Does a married, straight, heterosexual male like myself wake up one morning and suddenly decide to become a cock sucker? Of course not. Like most people I traveled a long and winding road to get where I am today. I have read a lot of explanations about why committed, heterosexual men become cock suckers, and have found that although there are some similari...
At the conclusion of the quasi religious discussion theorizing the possible Divine favoritism towards the population of a minor Baltic nation, Jed and Vivian had regained their equilibrium from the afterglow of their essentially oral sex foreplay. They were ready and primed for more action. For starters Vivian pulled the anal beads out of her rectum and suck...