Steve groaned sharply, but it wasn't in pleasure. Supporting his right hand on my breast, he drew a deep breath, and managed a smile. He was trying hard to relax, probably too hard, but I knew from experience that this was going to be more than some subtle coaching. I'd been there so many times before, but this was expected of me, I guess because I'm a girl....
Rich and Clare were in their mid thirties and married for 12 years. Their Saturday mornings were spent in the conventional fashion, shopping, banking, haircuts and the hardware store. Unless they were overwhelmed with their to-do list they also typically managed coffee or lunch before returning home. One Saturday they found themselves in an unfamiliar cof...
As we headed downtown, I commented, "I checked around. I couldn't find anything out on this Consenting place. Are you sure you have the name right?" Brian grinned and said, "It's a very private place. I got the name from someone who knows someone. I can get us into the back room. It's supposed to be completely debauched." My husband had managed to talk me...
I am seated on a plastic bench, focusing on nothing and everything all at once. A well worn copy of, American Psycho, by Bret Easton Ellis in my hands. There were post-it notes in the book to mark some of my favorite passages; those passages having to do with gruesome torture and sex all at once. It shames me a little to know that every time I read these pas...
My wife Bridget and I have been married now for over 20 years and in that time had a fairly normal and quiet existence. The children are now 22 and 20 years old and both recently left home, leaving us with lots of time on our hands together. For many years I have fantasized about watching her have sex with another guy, and more recently this has developed in...
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My finger shook nervously as I held it over the Enter key on my computer. Gawd, what was I thinking? What if someone recognized me? I adjusted my mask to make sure no one could see my face. At the time I bought the Paris Hilton mask I thought it would be hilarious to portray one of the most famous online sex celebrities of all time. Now that the time had com...
Competition is the spice of life. It makes everything so much more interesting, don't you think? Take Carla Heimdall for example. She's a seven-foot-tall, pretty-faced, large-breasted, thick-bodied and big-bottomed woman from the Republic of Germany. In her country, she's a legend. At Germany's top university, she's the captain of the Women's Rugby team. She...
Joshua Stillwater stood at his bedroom window watching the activities below in his mother's garden. It was the annual Stillwater festival where all members of the Stillwater clan celebrated the summer and coming autumn. Joshua smiled as his best friend, Marcus, was accosted by single females each inspecting him, physically grabbing hold of his buns and tug...
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