Benedict was set to come over at 11 this morning. Last night I'd hurt my anus somehow and then hadn't fallen asleep until after 5 so when my alarm went off at 10, I hit snooze and zoned back out. I'd wanted to dress up as I had several new outfits and I hadn't seen Benedict for over a week, but my exhaustion told me that wasn't happening. So I put myself on...
The levels of wickedness I am discovering within myself nowadays astound even me, and that's really saying something. My name is Wendy Stephania Polydor, a 29-year-old Haitian woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I've lived here for some time, having moved there from my hometown of Jacmel, southern Haiti, in the 1990s. These days, life is alri...
NOTE: This is the same girl I used in my Hotel Bar Fantasy story (my membership info got messed up, so I had to resign). She was a wild child and there are a lot of great stories to tell. Please take a moment to vote and PLEASE leave comments, so I know if you like these stories and want to see more of her. Thanks so much! My girlfriend, Celeste, worked al...
She slipped the blindfold off, breathing deeply. She tried to focus but could not understand what she saw. She was everywhere. Each turn of her head she was there, looking back. The room had been transformed. Every wall covered in mirrors. Floor to ceiling, mirrors showing her in every picture. Frames in gilt, wood, metals stared back at her. The sizes were...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** "Shh. Hey! No, I said—" The sound of giggling wakes Jane up. She groggily reaches in the half dark for her phone. 1:24. She groans quietly and closes her eyes. "Not here!" Another giggle. Jane sighs and sets her phone down. Her roommate Laura is home late, probably drunk, a...
My girlfriend, Kayla, and I were watching a movie on Netflix when I got the first notification. "Is this Griffin?" I glanced at my phone and was confused until remembering who could be emailing me. I sneakily put the phone in my pocket and went to use the bathroom to respond. "Yeah, that's me? Who's this?" I texted back. Before I could head back I got an...
Part One "Ahhh, fuuucccck, I'm in love," Duane groaned, deep from his diaphragm. He shook his head in amazement, looking down at Maria's peach ass and caressing her soft, cushy flesh as he slowed his 10-inch, bareback cock strokes in and out of her warm, creamy pussy. "Tight pussy. So fucking hot. Wet. Feels too good." He rubbed Maria's rectum with his righ...
We had just gotten married and this was our honeymoon trip. We traveled from a small town in Wisconsin to New York City for a week of fun and games. After months of "dry runs," it was in a room at the Marriott Marquis that first night I introduced her to sex. At first, she was a little hesitant but she quickly developed a love of fucking. She told me the thi...
I was in Philadelphia for a business trip, and I found an ad in one of the weekly newspapers for an Oriental massage parlor. I checked online and saw that it got good reviews, and so I phoned and made an appointment. I asked what the price was for a massage and "extra service" and the mama-san on the phone said $160. The place was only two blocks from the ho...
"Why don't you all come and see the game at my place on Saturday?" invited Eddy. The consensus was that this would be a fine idea. Eddy had converted his basement to what he called a media room, but what anyone else would call a man's hideaway. He had mounted a big plasma screen on one wall and put in a pool table and a fridge. We had to supply our own beer...