I received a text from The Professor yesterday inviting me to stop by his house for a "little conversation". How he had my number I can't quite imagine, although it certainly told me that there is more to him than I would suspect. He is possibly in his late 60's, but you would never know it as he stays in shape and is not unpleasant to look at. I can easily...
Callie was sitting at her desk at work, her mind wandering back to the previous night with her husband. Paul, her husband of two years, was three years her senior at twenty-six years old. They had met when she was just nineteen, he had proposed to her less than a year later and they were married just a month after her twenty-first birthday. Their sex life wa...
Lana knelt before Drew as a wave of utter contentment washed over her. She knew that somehow being there, on her knees in front of this man, was meant to be. Drew gently stroked Lana's long blonde hair and in a soft voice said "Well little one, I am surprised, pleasantly so, but surprised nevertheless. Why don't you freshen up and we'll head downstairs for...
Katerina's heart was racing as the three of them walked into the parlor together. Her cock and pussy were leaking so much that a wide stain was spreading over the front of her skinny jeans and her erection was clearly visible. Even the sensation of her cock brushing against the fabric of her lacy underwear and tight jeans was enough to increase her frustrati...
I've ridden the No. 7 bus for years and never seen anyone quite like her. Plenty of straight-laced, working types. Lots of mothers with crying babies. A bag lady or two. Even the occasional nun. But never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that the hottest girl I ever imagined could walk up the short stairs to my bus. To this bus I've ridden to and f...
You lie down. I lift your head up a little and put the silk blindfold over your eyes. The silk is soft and cool against your eyes and it is relaxing. Then comes the headset over your ears. There is soft music playing, an enchanting flute, chimes, water. It continues to relax your mind as your nude skin cools to the ambient temperature of the room. You feel...
The kneeling girl was blindfolded with her arms tied behind her back by firm ropes, the side of her pale face squished against the carpet. Her round plump ass stuck up lewdly in the air with her knees tucked underneath. Coils of thick rope bound her thighs, knees, calves and ankles together. Her long golden hair was spilled all around her head like a small g...
As a creative writer, I look for things either in my own life or in someone else's and I twist them every which way, creating an original piece of work from my imagination; that's what creative writers do. But once in a while, it's wise to reflect on one's personal life, without changing what really happened, in order to make sure that insanity hasn't taken...
That morning when I woke up, the last thing that I had ever expected was to spend the evening in infinite carnal pleasure...with a former professor. I know what you're going to say- you're going to give me the moral stance: how it breaks all kinds of ethics and that I put his career in danger. Listen, I know it wasn't the wisest thing to do but if you could...
In an earlier chapter I told you how it all ended with Julie. Now I am going to start from the beginning. Forgive me if the background is more of that and less erotic, but we need to show where it all began. * I met Julie through the oddest of ways -- through her 9 year old Daughter. Julie was one of those girls who married at a young age, popped out a lo...