"The early years." The stories you are about to read are true, believe it or not! First how do I do this. Actually this is just a long version of a diary. I love to add notes. Notes help the reader to understand what's about to happen and in our case they try to make it clear how I can remember details from 55 years ago. I'll admit I guessed about the di...
You should read part I first. ***** After I cleaned the cum off my face, I returned to the living room the guys had obtained for partying. For me. For wild sex. Wow! "I've never done two guys at once. Why don't you two, Baldy and Glasses (But I just pointed, it would be rude to call them that) stand here?" I dropped a pillow on the floor and knelt down,...
(This is the first Hidden Ranch story and therefore it explains "The Hidden Ranch" as well as Mark's and Kate's lives together) Hello, I am Mark and I will begin by telling you a little bit about the background of where I come from. You see, before I was born my parents made a rather odd decision and moved to this place know as "The Hidden Ranch." The Hidde...
NOTE: Erotic fiction for the entertainment of mature adults only. "I want a steak, marbleized with fat, a basket of rolls with a stick of real butter, NO SALAD, and a side of fettuccine alfredo!" "Pam!" said Doreen. "What's got into you?" "Freedom, that's what!" I laughed, tossing the menu at the obviously gay waiter with a snort. "What a waste!" I smi...
Leon was not the most attractive male 20 year olds which was quite tragic given his urgent need of a lay. He had just graduated and was hoping to land a job which would enable him to move away from his parents, to start an exciting new life of independence. One Sunday night, just like always Leon would be beating off to images on the internet. One site in p...
THE FIFTH DAY I was awakened by the touch of lips on my cheek. I opened my eyes, and there she was, nestled against me, her hand on my cock. "Hungry?" she asked. "For breakfast, or for you? I think you, first. Then breakfast." "Coming up!" she said. She meant my cock, which was indeed responding to her caresses. "I should be getting you off first, dear....
Welcome to Chapter 17. Sorry for the long delay and the short chapter, the past two months have been hectic and I do all my own editing so I get a little bogged down. Another issue is I don't write in order. Several chapters have been written but they aren't next to be posted. Hopefully, I can make up for lost time. Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, Joyous Wi...
I sat at the lunch table, quietly eating my salad, as I listened to my husband Sam, banter with Scott Morrison. My heart was pounding, my pussy was leaking and my gut was filled with guilt. All because, that within the hour, I am going to ask Scott to fuck me. Sam is the sweetest, most lovable, teddy bear of a man. He is generous to a fault and really and tr...
Lesson One: Michelle's Affair No sooner had we entered the restaurant then we were greeted by the sound of shattering glass. The Hispanic busboy had let a carafe slip out of his hand as he stared wide mouthed and red faced at me. I tried to avoid his eyes. "Damn it, Michelle" I thought, "I did not expect the same wait staff from lunch to still be here for...
As Andrea strode into the kitchen she spotted Ben, her slave husband, busy cleaning up from the delightful breakfast meal he had prepared for her. It occurred to her that even after seven years of marriage she never got tired of seeing him in the nude except for his chastity cage and leather collar. As he sensed her presence, Ben dropped to his knees and qui...