Foreword Originally, this was titled "Moving Day" and then, for a brief time, it was titled "First Time Hand Job". Having tried it as both I prefer "Moving Day". So if you have read it before, please be advised of these changes. * My ex and I had a tumultuous relationship at the best of times. I am mostly a top and she didn't have enough experience or de...
For the next two weeks, we hardly see each other. You call in to my room occasionally, when it is your duty to do so, examine me calmly, make a few notes on my record, and leave. I have nothing but the slightest half-smile around the corners of your mouth to give me encouragement. Still, I have my slow, steady road to recovery well underway, and tomorrow is...
The one-eyed prophet Changoparati, mutely miming his prognostications of doom to the blind, while in pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh and pondering the imponderable aspects of the face of God, who, he thinks he might of seen one day out of the corner of his eye, crossing the street with a aardvark on a leash. I'm simply wasting time while being tempora...
Tommy couldn't believe where he was, couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe his luck. Shy but excited he was nineteen and inexperienced, standing in an office on the twenty sixth floor of a downtown office building with a petite blond secretary standing in front of him, both hands on his belt ready to strip him from the waist down. Tommy had...
So college began with me living right above Tracey’s apartment. The “friends with benefits” relationship seemed to work well. When either of us needed sex, we found it just a flight of stairs away. Sometimes we just used each other for release, and other times it was an all-night event, filled with loving moments and ending with us sleeping in each other’s a...
Cartoons… Such a wondrous and enjoyable thing to watch, for these worlds of animation and ink, are filled with heroes and villains, destroyers and creators… Each world filled with their own unique brand of hero and villain, but as these worlds exist, a question comes to mind… What would happen if characters from these worlds were forced to live together? Suc...
You lie on your back and order each of us to take one of your nipples into our mouths. We simultaneously begin sucking and chewing on them as we both know you like. As you begin to moan and pull our heads against you tighter I reach down to stroke your ever wet pussy and am not disappointed as my fingers become drenched with your sweet juices. With a few m...
She is naked. Her head on the pillow looks down at you between her open legs. Your eyes dart between her pussy and he eyes. The moment is tender, don't force a smile unless it comes natural- it is alright to look a little goofy but don't try to put it on. Purse your lips into a pout and lower it over the head of her nicely bulged love lips. Kiss her. Kiss he...
You are totally naked for me. You are not always naked for spankings, but panties are never allowed. When I really want to torment you, as I do today, then you must be fully nude. Today, you are also wearing clamps on your nipples. There is a chain dangling between the two clamps, and a series of small weights attached to the chain. The weights are not eno...
He had a tattoo on his left arm, on the elbow actually, of a spider web. While he fingered me I noticed it, as three fingers of his hand deliciously slid in and out of me. I grew wetter as I watched him, his face a vision of pure animal lust, and I begged for more. "Please" I whimpered, and he complied by fingering me a bit harder, faster....I bit my lip...