The senior year at the university was over at last. Tom had already broken up with Carrie. She was his mother's age and married. It wouldn't have lasted no matter how good the sex was. There had been two others before her, both similar ages, both married. He was handsome and could have had his pick of beautiful coeds. They never seemed to offer the same exci...
I sat alone at the bar with my hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey covered in condensation. It had been a long day with no one to come home to. Della had run off with another man and I was in no mood too find someone else, not yet. "Dan, ole buddy," Jackson said, slapping me on the back, and taking the stool next to mine. "Hey, what's up?" "Not my dick...
My back is to his chest as I sit on his lap. It's a weird feeling and I'm not talking about being impaled on his dick. That's also new but nothing I didn't anticipate: Some pain from having a ten-inch erection forced up my asshole, excitement and arousal at trying something new, and forbidden, largely underestimated pleasure from massive penetration so close...
Early Tuesday evening, the setting sun shines though the window. Mike stares at the computer screen. A web page for a dating site lists several women and he reads the description for each, none of them his 'dream woman', none are missing a leg. Either leg would be fine, somewhere above the knee, maybe both. Donna had been like that, one leg, after a car wre...
(Michael's sexual encounters with La Torse de Vénus, a rich QUAD Amputee lady...) La Torse de Vénus 1 Michael was disturbed at his breakfast by the sound of his doorbell. Rising from the table he crossed the room and opened the door to his flat. A liveried courier stood in the corridor holding a plain white envelope which he handed to Michael saying "I am...
Olivia was a slightly older first cousin to Sandra's mother, and the black sheep of the family. Sandra did not know why and had assumed it had something to do with her being a lesbian - maybe not. Sandra was working on a family genealogy project and Olivia was the only person she still knew almost nothing about. They had never lived near each other nor visi...
Little Wolf wasn't entirely sure about this Worm Woman thing. He remembered once catching a glimpse of her in the darkness of her lodge. It had happened last spring when Dancing Bear had finally emerged from his long night with her. The People said that Worm Woman was as old as the red cliffs that surrounded the village. That she had no soul, having lost it...
Sarah woke up and instantly knew that something was horribly wrong. She tried to sit up, but she couldn't. Her hands did not work; here legs did not respond. She opened her eyes and looked down. She lied in a white bed wrapped into sheds, but she could feel that something was missing. She tried to sit up again, but her body did not react. "Hello" s...
To many it sounds weird enough to wonder if I tick right. But I’m not crazy, nor incurably deviant. Yet, every time I see a woman with one leg, I’m captured by a gush of strange excitement. The motion of a body with a leg missing is quite simply a mesmerizing sight for me. So much, that I even find it attractive to see a man with one leg, even when I conside...
Mack had logged the big trees of the Pacific Northwest for years. His physical appearance was rugged, his tanned skin covered with the small scars from being hit by branches and a few larger scars from an errant saw. Women loved the bulging muscles in his arms, his washboard stomach, and his strong chin. He loved women with long legs and firm breasts. A flas...