When he pulled off his pants, his micropenis was nestled in his foreskin with the little tip just beginning to peek out. It was so small that he sometimes struggled to hold it to masturbate it. Placing his thumb and forefinger on the foreskin, he moved them forward toward the tip several times, pulling the foreskin over his slit and gently massaging his glan...
Author's note: This is another part in the continuing adventures of Jack Hart. While attending the IdeaCity conference in Toronto during June 2002, he was invited by Moses Znaimer, one of the organizers, to attend a of series special parties for conference guests and the employees of his television station, CITY-TV. Jack's first encounter was with the dimi...
It was about 3:00 in the afternoon and Sara had no idea what she was going to make for dinner. She'd been writing all day, in a nice writer's trance, but Andy would be home by six and he'd be hungry. In general, she thought being in charge of cooking was a good trade-off for not getting an office job, but some days it seemed like an odious chore. Downstairs,...
Simone slammed the passenger door shut. The whole car shook and she hissed. She was standing outside the Hollywood mansion, surrounded by fancy cars. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders, curled just right. She was wearing a tiny white jean skirt with a tank top. The tank top said 'Wet Dream' on it and she loved the looks she got as she wandered aro...
It's mainly when I sit at Uni. The stress of studying means that I want to do anything but study, and then my mind turns to sex. The type of lust I feel can only be cured by sex. Masturbation alone is never fulfilling, so that means that I am always unsatisfied. The feelings that I feel writing stories like this, semi-autobiographical, except for details t...
Female led relationship, FLR is becoming the common, accepted life style. Girls are born with a natural instinct to be care givers and mothers which in a way makes them natural leaders. Boys on the other hand, come into the world as wild animals. They have to be domesticated. In their formidable years their mothers domesticate them by giving them spankings...
1 I broke off my account of my lesbianising with Lucinda when I was starting to reminisce about the only man whom I ever considered setting up home with. It seemed a good moment at the time to take a break, partly because some refreshment was welcome and partly because I suspected that Lucinda would be troubled about her future relationship with partner Ale...
I receive your text. It instructs me, tells me what to do. You are 15 minutes away. Smiling, I put the phone to one side, rise from the sofa, and make my way to the bathroom. I need to freshen up. I want to be clean for you. Standing under the steadily streaming, steamy water, I wash away the traces of the day. If only it were so easy to wash away my sins...
Down on You: Your Foot in My Mouth I can barely remember what it feels like to have a man in my mouth. A man I can trust to be good with me while I show him what I can do. A man who will let me lace my fingers through his and pin his hands above his head. Who will let me lick up the saltsoup dripping from him like I lick my arm when the ice cream escapes t...
My eyes pop open and I try to make sense of the swirling shadows that are moving wildly across the walls. I can hear the workers down on the street collecting trash in their noisy truck and groan silently to myself knowing it is way too early. I roll over restlessly, trying to fall back asleep. After several minutes I roll onto my back and realize it's usele...