I think it's true that opposites attract. How else would you explain some of the situations I get into and the people I am drawn to. Right now, I am having some truly wicked fun with my lover, Jim Saint Joseph. He's a six-foot-three, good-looking young Black man of Haitian descent I met at Carleton University in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. Jim...
The next day after work, I go shopping again. I buy two sets of sub clothes, one red and one blue. Both of them have short corsets. The tops of both just cradle my breasts and they end just above my pubic mound. I buy thongs, stockings and heels to match. With just the corset on in the dressing room, I look at myself and smile. I even look hot to myself. The...
I listened to Barb & Terry's 'Revelations' with my undivided attention, as you might guess. Hearing the details of how Terry gained her self-confidence back, by becoming more sexually aware, was exciting. However, the true surprise was discovering that my wife, Barb was living a double life, at least when it came to sex. Our sex life together blossomed after...
Part Three. Amber drove the car to the hotel in silence. Brigitte sat with her arms wrapped around her knees drawing them in close to her. She would occasionally look over at her friend and smile and wonder why Amber was so quiet. Amber, meanwhile, was trying hard to concentrate on the road. Nothing can go wrong tonight, she prayed. This is too important fo...
There is something which the world is quite ignorant about. Most people seem to think that once you've hit a certain age, you are simply done. You stop enjoying life and its simple pleasures, like sex for example. My name is Monique Kramer Davidson and I wrote this story to prove that most people are wrong when it comes to the lives and loves of those of us...
This story is the follow up to It's Just Sex - Part 1. Again all true, and appreciate any comments/feedback. Hope you enjoy. The next day is oddly enough, completely normal. I have a 9:30a.m. meeting with Erika as my co-lead. I sense nothing from her; she isn't rude or cold, it's just as if last night never happened. I accept that I had an amazing night of...
My senior year in college was most notable for social life getting worse as my study habits got better. I really needed to graduate so I decided that a year without a party every weekend and date every Saturday night would be all right. Except for vacations, and even they were somewhat limited by studying, my only social life existed within my several study...
Emily is a lone merchant, usually, she wanders through the kingdoms, trying to sell the goods she manages to collect during her travels. Despite being a woman, most of her clients respected her, treated her like equal, instead of thinking she was but a bag of sex meat. However, Emily has some problems involving her life, being a woman in possession of red ha...
The Bri-Guy wiggled his flaccid dick... dammit, this didn't usually happen. What was going on? He looked back at the computer screen where multiple buxom beauties danced around, their DD tits jiggling lusciously. After a few minutes he checked his dick again... dammit! What on earth was going on? Extremely nervous now he pondered who he could call in these...
(I posted most of this piece on another website, and while it's lame I kinda liked it so I thought maybe some of you folks might get a kick out of it too. If not, oh well.) MGM * I was reading a story in the local mostly shipping packing material newspaper, there was a dandy one in there. It seems that a local police department, in their zeal to make sur...