We giggled like teenagers as we shared a few drinks of water, basking in our nudity and the pure sensuality of the day. Your body was beautiful... dark caramel colored skin stretched taut against your chest and ribs; chiseled abs and a sloping v that brought my eyes to your hardening cock as I pushed you back onto the bed. I pull a piece of ice from the glas...
Naughty boy...distracting me at work... ...I get home frustrated with the day long conversations we'd been having...you teasing me, making me writhe in my seat at work. As soon as I enter the door, you know by the look in my eyes that you're in big trouble. You come up to wrap your arms around me and as you bend down to kiss me, I take a hand full of your h...
Hi, this is Tim again, and this is a continuation of my adventure with my then-girlfriend Louise back in college. Previously I shared how in our freshman year, Louise became a black cock slut and I, her cuckold. We were both indoctrinated into the "Club" on campus when Jerome, a massively-hung black adonis athlete fucked my girlfriend in front of me and knoc...
Katie flipped the pages back on the calendar and found the pencil mark she put next to the date she first arrived at Eban. It seemed like ages ago even though only three months had passed. She kept starring at that date wondering what Jeff was doing. She'd heard all sorts of nasty stories about what they put the men through who were employees at Eban. She'...
What's a Strip Club look Like? Living a sheltered life, yet born and raised near Peoria, Illinois, known then as the sex and prostitution capitol of the Midwest, I learned early in life about these Meat Markets and those Houses of Ill Repute. It wasn't till my 21st. year, Dollie's 19th, that we actually got to visit Strip Joints. Maybe my life wasn't as...
Jack listened attentively as Bill Broomhall stood before the group of members, explaining the rules of the tournament. The club pro stood on his left, clarifying any fine points coming under question. One of the club waitresses stood at his right. The members were all seated on bleachers, which bordered the first tee box. There was a large score board opposi...
When one's family and money date back to the Mayflower, one learns the value of presenting a respectable exterior to the world. Which is why I've always enjoyed the subversion of those markers of wealth and privilege. Today's nod to the libidinous creature beneath my tasteful exterior? A new Rolex with initials inscribed upon the back of it. While my name i...
I'd lived in the city for several years after being transferred to my company's head office. One particular work colleague, Jane, had become very friendly with me. She was an attractive blonde and there was always a certain air of sexual tension around her – she knew she was sexy and she flaunted it. One Friday afternoon she invited me to her apartment for a...
My name is Steve Volmar. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent studying Criminal Justice at Bay State University in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. A while ago, I graduated from Brockton Community High School. This is my life right now. The life of an African-American University athlete isn't easy. I'm the only Black person on the Men's Ice Ho...
"So, let me ask you, John, have you fucked my mother yet?" "Penny, what are you saying? You can't talk like that to a guest in our house," Penny's mother, Janet gasped. I was sitting in the living room of a woman I had met on an on-line service that catered to widows and widowers. Janet and I had talked on line for over a month before meeting. This was my...