This is a true story, the true story of how I became a Master. Her Master. I was in my mid 20's, not bad looking, fairly muscular. Well I worked out three to four times a week, boxed semi-pro (12-2-1 over 5 years) and even though I am 6'4" tall my beginning weights for warming up in bench press was 350 pounds. I was and still am a fairly tough guy. I have...
This is a freaky and sleazy fuck parody... but it ain't real. This is the second chapter of my SEX TV series where I and my girlfriend, Kim Kardashian run a sex channel... Spence Ulchin from the sitcom, The King Of Queens, is in this chapter as well... Enjoy my fellow freaks. I was walking to Kim's office to interview Serena Williams about doing a sports s...
George stared at the glowing computer screen from the depths of his dimly-lit "man cave", as he called it. In reality, it was the basement of his mother's house, where he spent most of his spare time. It was very cave-like, being dark, damp and smelling of moldy things growing. There was little that would be considered manly about it. It had a furnace in on...
A little fantasy I wrote for my hubby when he first discovered my love of bisex. We walk into the pub and find a circular booth near the back. It's a small, dark-lit place out on the outskirts of town. The other patrons notice us walk in but quickly go back to their conversations and beers. A waitress comes to take our order, without opening the menus we qui...
We arrived at our home, about twenty minutes after picking up my bimbo dressed slut wife. I picked her up outside one of the most notorious pick up joints in our town. A lot of the journey home involved my wife regaling some of the saucy and naughty moments she claimed she had been enjoying recently at the hands of the lounge lizards and alpha males. She had...
John woke up early with Treacle wrapped snugly around his body. He gazed down at her fondly. Still able to see the slightest of red marks on her arse, he enjoyed looking at her. 'She really is a gorgeous girl.' Sliding slowly and quietly out of bed, John strolled to the bathroom, bursting for a morning piss. Letting out a long sigh as he pissed, he consi...
I see you looking in my direction but I pretend not to notice. I take another sip of wine and laugh at some vacuous joke, as if my full attention is with those old friends of your parents I’m standing with. But it’s not. I know it’s not, and my pretending doesn’t fool you at all. The elderly gent next to me paws my arm and asks me a question about myself....
He was twenty minutes late. Keith was never 5 minutes late, let alone twenty. Nicky twitched the curtains in the bay window but she couldn't make anything out of the ordinary on this bright summer morning. She'd done 5 shoots with him already... the only shoots she'd ever done outside personal pics for partners and playmates. Butterflys batted around her tu...
My prescription had run out and I had to go see my doc to get a refill. What a pain. And his skinny, nasty, prune of a beige receptionist was always acting like she was going out of her way to say "Hi, the doctor will see you soon." I mean, it's her job! When I got to the office the prune was gone and in her place a delicious piece of chocolate ass. Imme...
I didn't know how best to describe my desires as I grew older, at least I never truly acknowledged them from fear of judgment until I met Him. January. Two weeks ago. I was rushing to class when I first saw Him. He was chatting with a good friend of mine, dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans. He was undeniably gorgeous with bright green eyes and black h...