Preston Rogers an ordinary white boy from Cornfield, Kansas was a nerdy, hayseed kind of a kid. It started the year that his parents bought him a microscope for Christmas. He did not want toys like the other kids; he wanted books on chemistry for the things he needed to learn, beakers for the experiments he needed to do, and slides for the samples he wanted...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to real live events is purely coincidental. Please—enjoy my fantasy, and as this is my first submission, I'd welcome any feedback. ***************************************************** My parents are out of town for the weekend and apparently do not trust me to handle...
Continued from Chapter 3... Visit to the Psychiatrist "Did you enjoy just doing that with him?" "Yes." "Have you seen him many times since then?" "Yes, every few weeks we get together." "Do you have intercourse with him?" "Yes, sometimes." "You have a fascinating way of telling your adventures." "Does that mean you have a hard on Doc?" "It would be...
7: Cleanliness Is Next To His Thigh He splashed some water on his face and wet a washcloth to clean some of the cum from his crotch. If the bedroom was well appointed, the bathroom was even more so. As a "spa suite," it had a big jacuzzi style bath and some bath salts, a loofa like brush, and some nice smelling soaps and shampoos. Not a big solo bath perso...
My wife and I have an amazing sex life. We both are very happy, communicate a lot and are constantly thinking about the pleasures of great sex. A few months ago my wife fulfilled one of my strongest sexual fantasies and offered to allow me to wear her panties. She not only surprised me and allowed it, but actually enjoys it. I often walk out to show her whic...
To All My Readers: Thank you so much for all your positive feedback and kind words. You are the reason I continued on with erotic fiction. I appreciate the instant messages on AIM and would love to chat, but please stop asking me to cyber/phone sex as the first thing you say. It ain’t gonna happen and I’ll just block you. Of course this doesn’t pertain...
Lori stood there in front of her closest friends, the top of her robe spread open and her D-cup breasts proudly on display while the vibrating underwear I controlled massaged her sensitive clit. My wife had been dared to share a fantasy that she had never shared with anyone in the room. I could hear her struggling to begin and I wondered if it was my prese...
Author's Note: Normally, I don't do spin-offs, but after the events of #14, I found it necessary to shed a little light on Mrs. Squier, to put things in perspective. Plot-wise, this chapter doesn't add terribly much, so I see this as "optional reading" for people who want to delve deeper into the character or who want to read a hot lesbian threesome. As u...
Chapter 12: Heather Teaches 'Testicular Orgasm' Heather was more than enjoying herself. She hadn't been this aroused in years. She had gotten into a routine, training the slaves, a constant barrage of sex. Each and every day, she was either involved or present in the midst of so much sexual activity that it had become pretty mundane. It was nothing to her,...
I got home from a day of shopping to find that my husband had left a message on the recorder...that he was being held over until Friday night and his flight got in at 7:45 pm. I had been bored the past few days not having any dates. (some cock) So I decided to go to a backyard party one of my male friends at the gym was having, hey why set home another night...