It was an unusually hot stretch of weather, not atypical for the end of August, but still hot. I decided the garden deserved a little water in an attempt to at least say I tried to keep it alive, so I dragged the hose out and began to give it a good soaking. I looked over the fence and noticed our neighbors daughter was still home from college and had parked...
Down Home on the Ranch (Saturday, continued) Fran stood in the shade of a big maple tree, eating a late lunch and thinking. She'd spent the morning pulling her Mistress's little cart, which had been a rush - she loved the tinkling of her bridle bells, and the sounds of her hooves as she trotted over one of the little wooden bridges over the creek. And she l...
Pari and Hitesh had known each other for many years - a decade, give or take. Their association began through the world of cyberspace, like any normal modern day relationship. It started off innocuously enough. A few minutes on messenger, a couple of posts on a public forum, etc. Before they knew it, they had started spending hours together online, sometimes...
My name is Alice; I'm currently a 21 year old Airman in the Air Force, stationed at Holloman Air Force Base in Minot, North Dakota. February of last year; the day before Valentines Day the snow covered the flat country like a bridal veil, the frosty temperatures kept people corralled inside. The day before Valentines Day, my room mate Stacey drove us cautiou...
Natalie unhooked her bra as she walked across the messy, dark hotel room. She let the bra fall to the floor with her other clothes as she entered the bathroom. Flicking a switch on the wall, she stood in front of the mirror as the stark fluorescent light flickered on. She wanted to assess her breasts, to decide if they were good enough. She cupped them and...
I think it's nearly dawn. I can detect light in the room, but my eyelids aren't really open. My breathing is normal and not too deep, although my heart rate has gone up a little, but that's just excitement, I think. Beside me, Mark stirs briefly, and I feel a surge of excitement rush through me. Maybe this is it. Maybe he'll awaken and we can try out our p...
This is a true story, the true story of how I became a Master. Her Master. I was in my mid 20's, not bad looking, fairly muscular. Well I worked out three to four times a week, boxed semi-pro (12-2-1 over 5 years) and even though I am 6'4" tall my beginning weights for warming up in bench press was 350 pounds. I was and still am a fairly tough guy. I have...
The life of a black man living in the United States of America is never easy. Trust me, I know. It's one of a few things I can truly speak of with experience. However, it can be done. No need for bitterness when faith, courage and intelligence can get us through most of life's tribulations. Let no one tell you otherwise. My name is Jackson Saint Michel and t...
This is a period piece set in the '60s and is based on personal experience. Playboy and Screw were popular publications that I recall. I don't remember where porn movies were sold. They probably were under-the-counter purchases but were readily available from a friend/cousin/brother-in-law. This was before CDs or DVDs or internet. Nope, no iPhones either. It...
Tanaka woke up tired. For the last six hours, she had been fucked like never before. She could still smell Leo's cologne and sweat on her body. She smiled at the thought but wondered where he was as the room seemed too quiet. She tried to get out of bed but found her arms were tied to the bed. She looked down at her legs and discovered those too were tied to...