Karen, Kathy, and I are smoking bong after bong of my best Thai stick as we celebrate her new apartment, only a block from campus. We are drinking Black Russians, and getting into an argument. It is heated, passionate, and ultimately futile, I think. "Men have no respect for women! They don't even remember us the day after they make love to us!" Karen seeth...
Lord Alveston's sexual exploits were well known at the Dorchester, so three women demanding to see him was not outside the realm of possibilities. The receptionist rang Roger's suite, there was no answer. He was about to apologize to the ladies but Lola interrupted. "Try our room, he may be there." He did, he allowed the customary six rings and was about t...
Nagaraj lay there, desperate. What else could he do? He had taken a bold plunge of asking for help. And then the woman had shamelessly taken her own pleasure and was now snoring gently, back to him. Those curves were beautiful. He looked down at his own ramrod stiff shaft. He was messed up with juices from her incessant cumming and his own releases. He look...
Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered male. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further ......... other wise enjoy It is best if read with previous chapters. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue......
How our lives can change. Thinking back on the last few years with all the changes, I wonder how I handled them. My name is Don Baker, mom calls me Donnie. I have always been on the small side, 5 foot 6 inches tall, 140 pounds as a teenager of 16 and only thing about me that grew was my long brown hair. It hangs just past my shoulders. At that time aroun...
Ellie had taken the stairs instead of the elevator up to the second floor, so many things were happening at once down below her in the lobby. Ted was still buried deep into the topless woman she'd seen earlier, it was like Ted was a superhero, it didn't matter how much she came. It didn't matter how much he did either, his erection was still spiked high, bur...
This is a story containing graphic sexual content and BDSM. If you are not legally allowed to view such a story, or might be offended by it please do NOT read it. This is purely a work of fiction. If you do read it, feel free to comment, good or bad, it will help me to understand which way to take this story. I am interested in any feedback, critiques, or...
Billy Argus decided to get off the Interstate and take State Highway 6 home. This route cut through the mountains to the coast via a long and narrow agricultural valley. It was a two lane rural highway and was very dark and dangerous at night. Locals nicknamed this stretch of road Route 666 because of all the traffic fatalities that occurred along its deadly...
NOTES Time: Around 1730 Place: The West Coast of Scotland. Loch Fyne is a sea-loch which eventually leads out to the Irish Sea. Two boats softly crunched onto the stony beach and instantly a dozen men, each armed with a sword and dagger jumped over the gunwale. They splashed ashore and pulled the boats a little further out of the water. Two men remained...