It's the Friday night of WrestleMania weekend in Texas, and while most everyone else involved with the WWE has wrestling on the brain, Stephanie McMahon does not. Steph has always been the "adventurous" type, after all, and nothing seemed like a better idea to her than going out to a local honky tonk and seeing what nightlife in Texas is really all about....
Things had gone from bad to worse that week. I'd lost my job on Monday and by Friday, my girlfriend had thrown me out. I'd been staying with a buddy but that couldn't last long. I'd stopped by my ex girlfriend's place and picked up the last of my stuff. On the way I passed Renegades, the country bar around the corner from her house. I'd passed it a thousand...
Continues the story of my time with Molly in "I Love It When They Come Back Part 1. *** School in my town ends in June-usually the third week, depending on snow days. The last five days are final exams-half days with time for the students to study in the afternoon and for the teachers to grade and finish things up for the year. Some days, I don't have exam...
Eight-Hands Penis Massage As we are finishing lunch, Diana asks, "So, when do we start Aria's massage lessons? I can't wait to lay my oily hands on Mr. Steve again." Mary says, "Just as soon as the lunch dishes are cleaned up and Aria is ready, Diana. I think she needs to warm the massage oil. Is that right, Aria?" "I have the warmer turned on already,...
It's Oh Five Thirty aboard the seven hundred foot container ship 'Venus Trader' Twelve days out of New Orleans towards the Suez. It'll soon be time to get out of bed and fetch the Captain's breakfast. I'll lie in for a bit longer. I hear the door for the head open and close. I feel the bunk as Captain crawls in beside me. I pretend to be asleep. Our little m...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is a "lite" BDSM story with some FemDom thrown in for fun. ***** Years ago, in what seems like another life, I used to work with the color guard girls at the local high school. Flag spinning and tossing, rifle techniqu...
Nina laid in bed still surrounded by many different creatures waiting to do her bidding as the slime inside her grew more powerful. She had eyes and ears all over the building and knew Kevin had not returned. She was starting to miss him and want him to come back to her. She craved him and started to wonder if that's what this was all about. The slime had a...
Steven peered curiously out the small airplane window as the scene below swung into view. Glimmering shamrock-colored islands swam in the topaz colored sea, so clear that he could see the dark coral reefs and sandy shallows of the bottom some three thousand feet beneath the scattered white clouds, drifting lazily through the Caribbean sky. An almost boyish e...
(with thanks to Michael for the help with editing) I met him at a local craft fair. He is a glass blower, and his work is stunningly beautiful. His designs are organic: elegant, flowing, natural shapes that are both crisp and soft. As soon as I saw his work in his booth, the word that came to my mind was "sensuous." Not that any item looked like a specifi...
Note: this is obviously a parody, as well as a jackoff fantasy. I'm sure these women never really behave like this. Which is their loss. Please excuse the run-on sentences; it's hard to punctuate and beat off at the same time... * * * * * My thick, pole-hard cock teasingly slapped back and forth across Winona Ryder's kewpie-doll face. She stared up at me,...