Finally, it was time. I called the taxi and waited. Since the package arrived yesterday, I had been waiting anxiously -- eager, but nervous. I had followed your instructions to the letter. After being waxed bare, I spent a couple of hours at the spa being massaged, buffed and polished until my skin was smooth and silky. When I returned home, I pulled on a fl...
Taking a contract as a writer for the publishing house meant that she would have to go to NYC from time to time. After a few weeks of her being in the city and Him being at home in Scranton, Michael was getting restless. She was His slut and didn't like having to share her with her career but also knew this was an incredible opportunity for her, so He endure...
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You came over to my house to pick me up. I didn't know where we were going but you told me which skirt and shirt to wear, and of course I obeyed you. You came in to check out my outfit before we left. As we were walking toward the door, you grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me against the door. I was facing the door and couldn't tell if this was an an...
Once again, having to masturbate to satisfy myself, I needed a good hard fucking. I need what I dreamt about in my fantasies. To be used hard and rough by a group of older men. There would be no one under the age of sixty, ready to fuck me, and make me do nasty things to them. They would manhandle me and practically rape me, but of course I love every minute...
"I think you'd better come in," said the blonde-haired woman. She opened the door to the apartment fully, and stood aside as I walked through the door. She was attractive enough -- it was hard to see why her husband would want to cheat on her. She was very tall, and made taller by her black patent leather shoes with stiletto heels. I couldn't help my eyes w...
Bridgette looked over her shoulder to see Mr. Harrison following her into the kitchen. She could also see Paul shadowing the two of them, although he stopped at the door when it rocked shut behind Daniel. She knew now that she and the professor would be alone, and that Paul would be listening and watching the two of them. Daniel's green eyes watched Bridge...
Chapter 2 – The Choice Early the following morning, Sabrina woke me up with a kiss. She had a mischievous look in her eyes, like a child that stole a piece of candy while her mother wasn’t looking. As I went to kiss her again, she giggled and quickly jumped out of bed. I watched her naked body go into the bathroom. She turned on the water to the shower, and...
The first week rushed by, with me providing regular research for Patricia to work into her latest blockbuster, an occasional trip to her huge bed for a sexual romp, but mostly it was work, eat, drink and sleep. And speaking of sleep, at nights I often had to finger myself like crazy before drifting off to sleep and dreaming wonderful, erotic dreams about bei...
BACKGROUND - I met my current wife online. She read some erotic stories I'd written and posted in another online site, wrote to me, I replied. One thing led to another and we moved in together. She knew going in that I enjoyed occasional oral sex with men, and thought it was "hot" to hear the details. I have not shared her, and she's not seen me with other m...