She ambushed me as soon as I got home, coming up behind me and running her hands all over my body. Soon both my sweater and shirt lied crumpled on the floor as she ran her hands all over my naked torso, distracting me completely. Then her hands slid in under my pants and my distraction moved onto heights unknown. Her hands hardly left my skin even when she o...
Commander Riker strode purposefully onto the bridge of the USS Enterprise. It was the midnight shift and he had drawn the watch. He wondered aloud, "Why does nothing ever happen on this shift? It always happens when Picard is on duty." The young, voluptuous blonde female Ensign, seated at the helm and navigational console, turned to gaze longingly at Riker...
My back is to his chest as I sit on his lap. It's a weird feeling and I'm not talking about being impaled on his dick. That's also new but nothing I didn't anticipate: Some pain from having a ten-inch erection forced up my asshole, excitement and arousal at trying something new, and forbidden, largely underestimated pleasure from massive penetration so close...
People call me BC. Big Cat. A nickname I've had since I was a boy. However, during my years at Art College I was known as 'Fluffer'. These are my diaries of that time. Fluffer's tales. * Imogen, my long-term girlfriend, had dumped me. With a lack of pride that shames me still, I continued chasing her like some desperate puppy until eventually she got some...
Dear Lovelorn, One of the most important lessons, I believe, you learn when you have been hurt and betrayed, is forgiveness. It may seem overly simplistic, but many times the real message is the simplest one. We - men and women, create complexity to hide the fact that we want to do - what we want to do. When my head is clear, and my mind is not cluttered by...
Pleasure to meet you. I am a sex god. No, I'm not a really cocky guy; I am a genuine 'deity' whose expertise is in all things carnal. I say deity like everyone has the same idea of makes a god (or goddess) what they are. Truth is we're not omnipotent or omniscient no matter what some of use might have you believe. What makes us gods is our ability to bend...
As I lay there, my mind afloat, drifting in and out of the ocean of consciousness, my body bobs up and down upon the waves of surrender, as I slip and slide between silky sheets. Your voice beckons myself to rise up above and beyond, and as I escape my physical form I try to catch up with my sultry, swift, soul as it races through space and time, over mounta...
Mitch Goodman is lying in bed asleep, the room is dark. The sheets are hanging halfway off the bed, and he is snoring loudly. His alarm clock buzzes loudly, he aimlessly slaps at the nightstand. "Shit," Mitch mumbles, as he knocks the alarm on the floor. The noise is distorted, but still remains. "Motherfuckinshitass," He growls as he nearly falls out of bed...
(c) GratefulFred The King begins to speak to our rag tag group of randomly picked adventurers. "Dear brave noble warriors..." Suddenly the king stops speaking as an advisor whispers something in his ear. The king lets out a weak cough and continues. "Dear randomly picked adventurers whom have the misfortune of being drafted to tackle the menace of the ar...
Sister Mary Celeste absently twirled the wedding band on her left hand. Here she was, a bride of Christ, a bride of God, and her omnipotent Hubby couldn't even get it up. Not like in the old days when he porked the brains out of that slut Mary, anyway. (Sister Mary harbored a many great evil thoughts about that particular virginal whore, even if she was tech...