"Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor." ― Truman Capote The first time that a girl drank my piss was when an old girlfriend agreed to it as an act of atonement. It was an amazing unplanned experience that seemed unbelievable even as it happened. When a second woman did it I was equally amazed, but a little less surprised. Not so much bec...
It was late in the evening. I had to work late again and I knew that my wife Jenn wouldn't be happy. This was the third time this week that I was late, but it was the second time that I wasn't able to call to tell her about it. I'm sorry, but sometimes I have to work long hours, and like it or not, I can't always get to a phone. The front porch light is on a...
What is self worth? I suppose some people would say it's respecting oneself by any means possible, to let no other control you. But what if some people need to be controlled? Like me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A wise man once said, "Bring your desires down to your present means. Increase them only when your increased means permit." Well fuck, Aristotle. Why could no on...
The Box, Part One: Initiation Locked down. With nothing to stare at but white walls and my own reflection. Something (or most likely someone) huge and hot was parting my labia (cunt lips, if you're so inclined) and starting to push. I try to push back, but I'm too restrained. This one is probably acutely aware of just what sort of punishment his phallus is...
The only thing better than a three day weekend, is when the kids have camp, the wife has to work on Monday, and you don't! Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but on occasions like this when I have the house to myself, I get to indulge my craving for golden showers. I've always loved the feeling of being pissed on, and have had many wet sex relationships...
Cal was one-third of the way to drunk and three-quarters of the way to horny. The neon lights behind the bar reflected in the mirror, casting a green, red and yellow blend of blinking light onto his face. Smasher's, it flashed, showing a neon silhouette of a beer can, then it would blink to a second message, Get Smashed, and would show the silhouette of the...
Abigail and I know that most of our married friends don't have the sort of open marriage that we enjoy. That does not, however, stop my horny wife from wanting to fuck all the husbands in our little social circle, and it certainly doesn't prevent them from wanting to fuck her. So we've worked out a very special arrangement which allows everyone to get exactl...
I couldn't think straight. Confusion, fear and guilt were the emotions running through my mind. And denial. I still couldn't believe what had just happened - what I'd just done. Only minutes ago I'd left Chris' hotel room, still out of breath from the orgasm that had raged through me as no other orgasm ever had. The strength of my need back in his room was...
4.1 The Return 'The boys are coming back today, Alessa.' 'I know. For the nth time, I know.' 'Well come ON then. I want to be in the car park when they arrive.' 'Okay, okay.' 'Is everything ready for them, toys "hidden" where they can't avoid finding them. The gear, the baccy and skins, and a few pre-skinned joints.' 'Look, Jennifer, you've already che...
They had met online after she had posted a personal ad on Craig's List: Married woman looking for romance, it said, if he could paraphrase. It was a classy posting amid the no-strings-attached pleas for one night of animal sex, or the ads by women who said they were looking for a relationship, but, in fact, were just looking for a man to validate them with...