A Harder Night Penny texted Dave on a Friday night. He hadn't heard a thing from her in weeks, and Stella continued to claim no knowledge of her existence. I could tell Dave misses his sluttish plaything. The message was direct, "Date at 8 usual motel. Penny." He made a lame excuse to go out at 7, which gave Stella plenty of time to drive to the room and...
Ch.7 So where do we go from here...???? But the Royal lass & Her commoner beau couldn't keep their hands &... er... various body parts off each other in following days, weeks... months. Johnny boy usually got erect in Her voluptuous presence but was circumspect enough not to dare to take Royal Virginity that might create a Royal scandal which would create p...
Marie awoke slowly Monday morning, thankful that the dreams had at least not come again that weekend. She was a natural artist and usually spent her weekends dabbling in various mediums but her heart was too troubled to succeed at any attempt she made. Every painting, drawing, and sculpture held some element of the dreams that plagued her and only served to...
My eyelids flutter uselessly behind the blindfold. But even without my sight, I know who is there. You are across from me, your silken black curls tangled over your perky breasts. Our hands are both tied well over our heads, taut, but not enough that we are straining. We smiled secretly at each other as the men tied us up. Belly to belly, breast to breast, w...
Taini looked at her pamphlet and blushed anew at the options that were available to her. The Pleasure Clinic boasted of its unique stock of male workers. They ranged from genetically produced angels to emotionally sensitive androids. With over a thousand varieties of male beefcake to pick from, it was overwhelming for her. The simple act of consummation had...
My husband used to play in bands when we were in grad school. He had a lot of fun but our day jobs don't really leave time for that anymore. While the last thing I would want is for me to be up on stage, it sure was fun to watch him. He's playing corporate gigs in a cover band for now but I wonder where that's going to end up. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a f...
Joe was finally about to live out his greatest fantasy. He arrived in one of the Texas border towns early afternoon, got a motel and waited until about dark before getting a taxi to take him over the bridge to the Mexican side. Although he appeared outwardly calm, inside was a churning mixture anticipation, lust, a bit of mild apprehension and a few other fe...
Chapter 1: Sergeant Rambo Sallie Rambo watched as her best friend grasped onto his glass of beer and raised it to her. "To Sallie," Brigadier General Billings said brightly. "For levelling up to Sergeant Rambo!" Touched by the sentimental toast, Sallie smirked, flapping a hand at him as she looked away. "Oh, hush you," The British soldier giggled pla...
Man, I'm not sure when my attraction to them Quebec women began but I'm thankful for it. My name is Steve Beauchamp. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. In 2007 I moved to Ontario from my native City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti. I had just graduated from College Notre Dame Du Perpet...
College life can sure be tough these days. It doesn't matter if you're a man or woman. Political correctness has gone amok in collegiate America. You can't say what you mean without risking your career or your reputation. Thanks to obscure and outdated gender quotas, innocent young men are losing their sports teams left and right, through no fault of their o...