=========================== PART 7: ET TU BRUTE? =========================== The moan that Alex expressed with my body lying over his sounded broken. Forlorn. I could not stop the whimpers as the realization set in that he had disobeyed me. He whimpered as well and shifted beneath me, tugging at his bindings. Moving to an upright position, I groaned th...
*Thank you for the positive responses from part 2, I really appreciate it. I understand that my viewers would like a longer story, with more detail, so that is what I will do for you.* It All Began With a Kiss... It was nearing the end of a long blistering summer, when I realized that I had not taken Jen out on a proper date. Our "first date" was techni...
She opened the door smiling "hey!" Inviting me in, I walk into the hallway of the ground floor flat, kicking off my shoes, following her into the middle of her rented living room, stepping onto her thick white 'sheepskin' the place where we had very nice sex last week. "I won't have you walking about" she said; dropping at my feet for a few seconds to wrap...
Back in England when I was much younger in 1959, they had these huge working men's clubs and every year they would get up several bus or train trips to the coast. Well one time I went on a train trip to the coast with several other young guys who were the same age as I was. Being as most of us had just barely reached the age of being able to legally drink...
It was the fall of 2001. Some of my girlfriends and I had decided to go to a local professional wrestling event. The main event that night was between somebody named Buff Bagwell and this massive guy named Onyx. If anyone reads this and remembers that card, you'll remember me. It was not this match that got to me. Actually it was a match much earlier in the...
Claire and I were invited recently to a fancy dress party held by one of her workmates. The hosts of the party were a couple slightly younger than us, so we knew most of the guests would be late twentysomethings. This didn't bother us, in fact Claire was quite excited about the theme of the party, pimps and hookers. On the eve of the party I dressed in my l...
I went out the door, yelling to my husband, Greg, "I'm off to my haircut." "Bring her home with you this time," he yelled back as I closed the door, a joke he always makes because he fantasizes about threesomes and I've mentioned how hot I think my hairdresser, Christina, is. She's got some sort of alternative, stylish yet punkish fashion sense that I can'...
I should have known that the tardiness of my instructor would rival my own. I was only ten minutes late to class. He would late by fifteen. Tabitha greeted me in the hallway, taking the tea from my hand, and taking a savoring sip of it. Her eyes were closed in bliss and I swore that I saw healthy color come back to her ashen face while she basked in the good...
"Hello?" Chloe's voice was husky with sleep as she answered her phone. "Hi, Baby." Glancing at the clock, she noted it was 4 am. What was Rob doing calling her so early? "Is something wrong?" "Yeah. I miss you." "You know my parent's are in town...you can't come over." "Talk to me, Chloe, please." "Robbie, it's four in the morning." "I've been hard fo...
This story is based on a SuperBowl commercial I saw where Mrs. Borwn the M&M spokes-candy is having lunch with William Levy. It's called "One-track Mind" This is the night that followed, enjoy. Wrote for fun. Leaning back on my bed, burying my head in the soft pillows, I moaned as my young lover licked between my thighs. His skilled tongue going so very dee...