Over the next fortnight, I was called upon regularly, by Jennifer to perform mundane tasks. I liked it best when she closely supervised my work. Allowing me perhaps, a whiff of her expensive perfume, a glimpse of her sensational legs, a whispered word of encouragement or even (oh heaven!) a gentle guiding touch. More often however, I was quickly abandoned wi...
A lady who loved me once called me A Woman Whisperer. She said I could calm women from their pain or sorrow with my hugs, caresses, and soothing voice. She was right. She came to me at the depth of her pain. Short, blonde, extremely curvy. She was a college friend. We met in Advanced Chemistry senior year. She was beautiful but had no idea. Men in the 1980...
Milly and I became pretty good pals in these past 2 months. I had come to know and respect her. She had been once a Nursing Supervisor at a large University teaching hospital. She was intelligent and adventuresome. As a result of her RN career nothing seemed to shock her and she was game for almost anything. Our sexual relationship had been on fire since th...
Freya is a Norse Goddess of Viking mythology. She is associated with beauty, love and war and is a particular favourite of mine. Friday is allegedly named after her, which has got to be a good thing and as I love nature, the fact that she can shift into the shape of a falcon seems a pretty amazing power. Looking up at the stars tonight, see if you can spot t...
Of course they discuss the play and the ruckus around Mr Wilde, the playwright having acted out the whole scene for the lot of them, but after that the conversation turns towards Mr Grey and mostly Father Nicholas. Whereas Vincent and Adison are inclined to take Father Nicholas' words very seriously, George is not worried. Not about himself, Tristan, Paul...
This is filed under Sci-Fi & Fantasy because it's set in an alternate world. It will, though, heavily feature incest, big tits and big dicks like most of my stuff. And, as always, everyone involved is at least 18. † † † † † My name is Alex Taylor. I had an accident and woke up in a world where I was a pornstar and every woman looked like they'd stepped ou...
On that particular morning, I woke up with a massive hard-on. So it was quite convenient that my cock was deeply buried in Patty's throat at the time. Chicken or the egg? I had been "dating" Patty, if you can accurately categorize marathon sex sessions as "dating", for about six weeks now. During that time, my dick was usually buried in some orifice, crac...
The Producer The Producer is a middle-aged man who just recently has been separated from his steady girl friend. He is ready to start a new relationship. In addition to asking all his friends to keep an eye open for a possible match, he is also looking into online dating sites. He does not mind having to masturbate but misses having a steady partner. The S...
Rain fell lightly on the cobbled streets as streetlights flickered in the chilled night air. The creaking of a wooden sign from a nearby pub caught my attention as I flicked my coat collar upward, blocking what cold wind sprung up from the darkness. Muttering to myself about English springs I trotted towards the warm glow emitting from within the establishme...
Author's Note - Please read from Chapter 1 to make sense of this. This is not a quick stroke story. There will be sexy-times, but they will only happen as the story's pace dictates, and that won't start quick. All characters participating in sexual activities are 18 or older. Chapter 47 A small mob of people -- Ray, Tauriz, Ousha, Annya, Amber, Monica, T...