He came to town like a midwinter storm He rode through the fields, so handsome and strong His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun But all he had come for was having some fun If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe I'd been married a long time ago Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe? If it hadn't be...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains a variety of sexual copulations including bisexual, gay and lesbian encounters. For this reason, I chose the Novel / Novellas category. SEDUCED IN A THREESOME Henry went along with his wife's desire to include the cute 18-year-old neighbor in their sex lives. He had fucked the young girl once who had teased him relentles...
I once had the incredible experience of one Yoni-massage a night for a week. As a woman, if you have never had one, I highly recommend it! I discovered places in myself that I didn't knew existed, deepened my connection with my partner, and learned how to be the receiver of pleasure in the moment. It is an amazing process, and I hope that I can convey to you...
The trip was more enjoyable than she had thought it would be. The sun was shining, they had gotten on the road on time, which pleased her husband immensely, and they had eaten a nice breakfast. Jimmy Buffet was playing on the radio. A week of relaxation was just what the doctor ordered. She settled back in her seat and squirmed a little as the seam of her...
Before Breakfast: When he woke he as disoriented - he didn't know the time, couldn't see the light or see anything, blinking he felt the blindfold. He tried to stretch, but his arms were still bound behind him. He tried to move , to sit, but his leash didn't have enough slack. As he moved, she pushed him down and kissed him, "Good morning, my little slut. I...
Part 4 – Sunday Afternoon Fifty minutes later I was walking into the women's section at our mall's biggest department store with my computer bag over my shoulder and one of my three pound contract binders loading me down. Jaycee had two bags from just one other store and was wrapping up a transaction for a dress here. It looked black. Good, at least she got...
This is a long story so those of you with limited time or short attention spans may stop reading anytime you want to. You can always come back later. I wrote it this way because I wanted it to be judged as a whole and not a series of individual chapters. There is a lot of sex in this story and it spans categories. Like my other stories, this one chronicles t...
The address was a little way out of the town centre. Ken Stoker stood outside a plain wooden door set in the back of a nondescript building. Tattered scraps of faded material hung down between the metal framework of an old awning above the door. Behind him was a builder's yard. On either side of him the road ran past old industrial plots, their red brick bui...
Women love to be massaged, and I love to massage women. Being blind, I tend to have an easier time building a rapport with shy customers, so they'll become repeat customers. Sometimes I will get the occasional customer who will ask me out after getting one of my massages. I'll tell her, it is always a woman who asks me out, that I can't date them because the...
The last few months had been a nightmare. I was working more and more overtime at work, and getting very little rest. I finally reached the breaking point, and decided to take a week off. My boss wasn't too happy, but let me go anyway. The way I see it, he didn't have much of a choice. I either took some time off, or I would find a new place to work. I didn...