Standing in front of the mirror, Jared let the images of the last time he was with his girlfriend Alice roll through his mind like a pornographic home movie. She has such a wonderful way of handling his enormous cock with her delicate fingers that it drove him absolutely crazy. The way she touched him so lightly, running her fingers in every odd direction im...
Today was one of those days where a scene popped in my head and demanded I write it. So here it is, written because of the inspiration of a special friend. My thanks to Beck for her truly outstanding "quick" edit work! As always, my stories are complete works of fiction, and all persons are of legal age. Your votes and comments are important to me, so afte...
The first thing i noticed was how Her skin smelled just the way it looked: Darkly sweet with the hint of a spice that i just couldn't name. Floating on top of her natural scent was that mixture of cigarette smoke and beauty products that's spelle "desire" to me since i started shooting women in the little studio at my old college. I took a deep breath to sav...
It should be a foggy night -- I do enjoy the sound of the foghorns singing their slow melancholy dirge -- when I meet her for a stroll along the water. It's pretty quiet at night, except for the night spots which are quite raucous on the weekend. As we near one I mention that my office is just underneath. Very quiet during the day, but late at night on the w...
Emma's leash was untied from the leg of the desk, and she was left to lie there, spent and exhausted, panting heavily as the saliva and cum dripped and dried on her body. Her owners and masters were bored of her now, and drifted back to work. Senan appeared by the desk, and helped her sit up by pulling one arm. 'You're a really good girl, you know that?' Emm...
In an e-mail the other day, someone wrote to me that her life had turned into a country song. My first thought was of the old joke. You know what you get when you play a country song backwards? You get your dog back, your spouse back, your house back and your best friend Jack back. Later it occurred to me though, that if it's in a country song then chances a...
I know, I know, when it comes to the online cyber experience for most of you it's like, "Been there done that," if you excuse the cliche'. I mean first there was email, then instant messaging, phone, skype, facetime and who knows what else to enhance your cyber sexual experience. Well the "what else" is now here and once it gets fully developed you'll have t...
You slowly open your eyes, the sound of distant rumbling waking you from your sleep. You feel the soft hay lightly hold your body afloat. A red glow is streaming past the cracks in of the wooden walls of the barn, warming your cheeks. You blink a few times to rid yourself of your drowsiness. "Oh, no!" You realize what's just happened. You had falle...
She gave it to me as I walked into the office - she'd seen me park my car and had timed things so she met me by the coffee machine as I walked towards the office door. "This is yours" she said, and handed me a small box, about 4 inches by 3 by 1 1/2 deep. On it were a switch, a red LED and a slider. She walked over by the coffee machine and I put it in my p...
At night I curl up in our bed all alone. Even though I know you'll be home with me soon, I can't help but allow myself to wallow in self-pity for a moment. Cuddling with your pillow and blanket is a very poor substitute for your body. I don't sleep well when you're not home. I wake up at least once a night unconsciously seeking you out in the dark. The mom...