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 weekend was finally over and Gregg had managed to drag himself to the office somehow. He was there, at his desk, staring at the pile of business reports he had to process but his mind was not on them... Between his legs, his cunt felt sore, almost painfully so. Jose had spent most of that first day in bed with him and then had come for more on Sunday. Th...
Several days after the final encounter with Robert, Holly was itching for something new. Her sexuality was a flower that was just beginning to bloom. She wanted so badly to have many men, but yet, she was married to Jim. She started that night to try to get Jim to agree to another threesome, or at least something new. She knew he was a man, so he had weakne...
My concentration shot directly into my panties, my damp cunt literally overflowing with juices. It was a wonder Mr. Gallagher didn't actually squirt on those erect nipples of mine. My tits bounced out of the white bra I wore with such fury, it looked like an attack on his penis. He looked at my resumé, nodding. "Come on," I thought to myself. "Look up at m...
The music was loud, and the crowd was huge. Not my cup of tea. I hate rubbing elbows all night and not having room to move. The site of her dancing under that light was the only thing that got me through the evening. She is so shy, but put her in a crowd with music and she lets go. Her body was different than the others, not bad, really more to my likening a...
Conner looked at the clock on the cable box again. It was almost three in the morning. He certainly thought Gloria would be home hours ago. He twisted around on the sofa again trying to make himself comfortable. One of those old classic late night movies lit up the screen. Conner rubbed his cock. He was still soft from jacking off earlier in the evening. Ne...
I drove home from work the other day, just like I do every day. I am a consultant and that gives me a great deal of freedom. It also gives my wife a great deal of freedom to plan great outings and very fun vacations. She has a great attitude towards life, work and the pursuit of happiness and that’s just perfect for me. She understands that I love to wor...
Have you ever heard of people who claimed to once be gay, and then they turned straight? No? Not really, you say? Well, that's probably because it doesn't happen too often. However, about three years ago, I had an experience that turned my life from gay to straight – in the space of about half an hour. To start off with, you need to understand my background...
I had been watching her as I bashed though my routine on the cross-trainer. It was a holiday week and the gym was quiet. She was a few feet away, gently rowing on the end machine. She wasn 't exactly breaking into a sweat, just maintaining a steady pace. I can't put my finger on what attracted me to her. She looked about thirty-five, and had the skin-hue and...
My name is Theodore Morrison Guillot and I'm a six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and strongly built, good-looking black man living in the west side of the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am happily married to a lovely black woman named Hera Jackson Guillot. She's fine as hell. Standing exactly six-foot-tall, busty, wide-hipped and big-bottomed. Everybody's...