This fantasy had been the subject of all my sexual imagination for years. It was the only thing that occupied my mind while having sex. I could not get the image out of my mind of my wife having sex with a well-hung black guy. I had brought the subject up to my prim and proper wife on several occasions. She had gotten very upset at the suggestion. Let me d...
Everyone was filled with excitement. The game was one of the last of the season. An important game to determine which team headed toward the Super Bowl. It was a game no one wanted to miss. The living area was filled. Friends had come over, bringing food and beer. She didn't drink, but everyone else did and that was ok. She noticed that her boyfriend wasn't...
Isaiah and I had connected at a party. There was instant attraction. We were in our 40s and he had kept his former pro-athlete body in great shape while I was a tall, blue eyed brunette with soft curves. It was only our second time together at a hotel. Not sure how we exactly got there, but I was naked on the bed and hoping for a back massage with his substa...
I woke up in a daze and found myself in my school's nurse's office. The last thing I remember was feeling dizzy in the middle of class and then it was just a blur. "Ah, you're finally up. That's good." The elderly nurse, Mrs. Johnson said with the bedside manner of a crocodile, or just an old lady tired of kids faking sick to get out of tests reall...
Introduction to Pokeslut: Pokeslut is an alternate universe to the Pokemon games we all know and love but with a twist, the women in this Pokemon universe are not seen as equals to their male counter parts and often if a female trainer loses in battle they must pay the trainer in either sex or cash. It varies from person to person, some guys will just let yo...
"Morgan," Frank bellowed turning red. "Get your ass in my office and bring your pad." Linda gave her cube mate a sympathetic look as the younger woman got up, her onyx black eyes hard and stiffly walked into Frank's office, her red dress swaying as she walked. She slammed the door behind her. "You screamed," Morgan hissed at the red faced man that sat behi...
This is a Hub Page to make it easier to select a path the reader would enjoy most right from the start and as such very much a WIP. {Morpheus here: This story is what Germans call a "Fingerübung", a finger excercise to test out how to structure and maintain a first complex story all of my own. As such, expect some newbie mistakes and such, even tho...
I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...
The intercom buzzed and Kevin glanced at the phone on his desk. A soft voice came across the speaker. "Call on line 1 Mr. McMahon." The receptionist could hear her boss take a deep breath before he started to speak, "Linda it's almost -" before the woman cut him off. "I know it is almost 4 o'clock, Mr. McMahon but it is Mr. Johnston from the bank." Kevi...
Standing in the shower, warm water flowing down over my shoulders, forming a waterfall over my erect nipples, running down over my belly and slipping down my thighs, I lather the soap in my hands and massage my body, reluctant to remove the aroma of our morning heated fuck session. I hear in the back ground a rattle, and know you are fossicking in the kitch...