The man paused at the white stairs, ran his hands down over his worn out sports jacket, took a deep breath and then slowly walked up the steps, counting as he moved. At the ninth step he looked up and in through the open doors. Once inside the room he stopped to let his eyes adjust to the darkness. There were a few people milling about, but most wer...
A few weeks before her birthday Annie started letting her hair grow out. She'd always kept her auburn hair in a cute pixie cut. "Just long enough to grab on to" she'd say. I had asked her about it and she just shrugged the shoulders resting on top of her petite frame. She had small perfect breasts and deliciously curvy thighs rolling up to a perfectly shaped...
TxM6-- Taxi Murders Murder 'Cross the Bridge Taxi man Henry Whitman drove the George Washington Memorial Bridge 20 times every day. West to east and return -- the span creaked under him. He had predicted long ago that someday the bridge would fall down like "Humpty-Dumpy." He never tired of the span during early morning hours. Sometimes the sky was an alm...
I submitted a joke, but it was rejected. As a new writer and a man who doesn't read instructions, the minimum 750 word requirement was unknown to me. Being a long-time reader of the Loving Wives category, a satire has always had its appeal. The idea of a combination of the joke and the satire consumed my twisted mind. The original joke is quoted. Everythin...
I always had a block with Gillians. Gillians. What can one say about the Gillians out there? They've become somewhat predictable now. It took some years of trial and error before the understanding began to dawn. And that was like waking up from a long and sacrificial slumber. I could attempt to sketch a picture to fit all the Gillians out there, but that w...
Griffin stood in his shower washing his sexy wife's hair. His erection was nestled in between her round butt cheeks and was throbbing like crazy. Not that he would get any release, because his wife Kat loved to keep him horny and frustrated. She decided when and how Griffin came. Usually he would be locked in his chastity cage but Kat had taken it off so h...
The three men in the back of the bar had had too much to drink. The cocktail waitress brought them another round anyway; in spite of their crude language and wandering hands, they were really good tippers. Besides, they were regulars and she had balled each of them in the past and she knew that, even drunk, they each could fuck up a storm. But the three men...
Thanks to an older girlfriend and an unripe banana I learned to deep throat a good 7 1/2 inches. I was able to release my throat when that banana touched my tonsils and slide it in just a little bit more. I would gently bite into it before the two of us measured my progress, at which point she would massage my balls, give me a few strokes, and even, if I had...
The restrains were cutting into my ankles, watching my wife squirm on the coffee table, Sarah's fingers wriggling inside her. She looked at me then resumed her manipulations of my wife's pussy. I watched as she dove into her black bag and pulled out a butt plug. My eyes widened and I shook my head. I had toyed with the idea of anal, but Jessica always pushed...
So Francesco's girl friend Michelle worked at a ladies' or girl's wear boutique, and when her hours and Master's free time coincided we went there. She was petite in stature, short blond hair, green eyes, slim and small breasted. She was dealing with a customer when we walked in, Tark wearing army fatigues and t-shirt to reveal his muscularity, and I wore no...