MONDAY, JANUARY 4, 2010. "A friend of mine is organizing a private party in here, a sort of reunion for his old school pals, many of who he hasn't seen for years. You'll be concealed in the Priest's Hole throughout," Max told me while showing me the clearing up that needed doing in Function Room One, a regular job nowadays. I was wondering what the point o...
Note: Generally I like to write stories that are simple fantasies with situations and dialogue that only ever really occur in the world of porn. But for this story I thought I'd write about a real life encounter that I remember very fondly. The sex was messy, imperfect, fun, and ultimately real. I've also included a bit of history that led up to the encounte...
The next morning, about ten, a cross-town courier showed up with the papers on the Victory Warehouse complex, just as I wanted them. There was a hand-written note from the geezer thanking me "for my patience". A two hundred dollar blowjob had saved me ten grand, and had gotten a two million dollar renovation project going. If that isn't great "risk managemen...
"I would like to cum on your tits." I realized what I had blurted out, and it was shocking enough to me that I couldn't work out a joke about it. The alcohol was hitting me a bit, but I wasn't drunk enough to blame the booze. She stopped talking and had clearly lost her train of thought. She was sitting opposite of me at the party. She had huge tits. They ha...
Wednesday morning, and I am so frigging horny. Monday's encounter with Miko had opened yet another doorway into depravity. Tuesday, in my travels I had stopped at the local adult shop and purchased a double ended dildo similar to the one Miko had defiled me with. I shuddered at the thought of being my wife's bitch...sucking my wife's big smelly dick...whi...
Once I was seated in the theater, I could catch my breath and think a bit. I was absentmindedly watching the girls on the screen go at each other; but my mind was reflecting on the past few minutes. Thinking about all the dicks I’d sucked and my emotions while I was doing that was a revelation. I had always looked down on girls who were obviously promiscuou...
Oh my God! I am sick. And have a headache. And I need to pee. Badly. Worst hangover ever! I try to gather my wits, and get out of bed before I wet myself. As I stand up, the nausea gets worse, and so does the headache. I rush to the toilet, and pee. Then I stand for five minutes looking into the bowl, breathing heavily, not quite sure if I hope I will vomit...
As Julia left the office of It's Just Sex, she tried not to think about the little break-down she'd just had in front of Ms. Harris. It was embarrassing to know that her desires had been laid out for public inspection. It was even more embarrassing to acknowledge that she had cried, really cried, about them. Julia was a single mom of four kids who worked a...
Hah! Gin was waiting for the stunned look to appear on my face but following along what I thought was a logical path that ended in connecting with Steph, we weren't planning anything other than that at this point, talking too and helping Steph was the first step, I'd started to nod my head a little bit in agreement and maybe she needed some reassuring. "Gin...
With every passing hour the hurricane warnings became more ominous, so Michael and Amy decided to cut short their seaside vacation and take the first flight home. Not wanting to surprise their close friend (and currently house-sitter) Beth, they called her cellphone as soon as the decision was made, but no one picked up. They phoned again on the way to the...