James got home from work to find Rachel had used the spare key he gave her and gave her a kiss as he passed the couch on his way to the bathroom to shower away the sweat from the day's work. Rachel followed him into the bathroom and they discussed their day as he washed up. Soon, Rachel joined him and washed his back and gave his cock a careful scrub. Once t...
I've thought of little else since my rendezvous with Carol. The feel of her beautiful ass hole depositing corn chowder into my waiting mouth was all that seemed important to me. I was so preoccupied at my job that my boss insisted that I take a few extra days off to get my thought processes straightened out. I was home, deep in thoughtful memories of my exc...
It has been months of chatting and erotic emails between you and I and we finally decide to meet and get what we both have been yearning for. We decide to meet at the Golden Gate Hotel giving our significant others some lame excuse for the take of leave. I am dressed really casual with a pair of jeans and an ivory thin long sleeve shirt, you on the other...
Ian and Nancy hosted their own housewarming party that proved to be a smashing success. While most of the partiers had already come and gone for the evening, there were few that chose to stay behind and crash for the night. Ian and Nancy lived in a house that most people would consider to be a mansion with it's eight bedroom set up. Each bedroom came equipp...
Randall had been caught in high tech hell for 15 years... at first it wasn't so bad... paid well enough for him to explore whatever his heart desired. He lived a fast paced life back then... burning the candle from both sides while in a microwave. Just as he though he was coming into his sexual prime (as defined by his first –and only- experience with two wo...
You can find Part 1 of this story under County Fair Voyeur Chapter 1 Where was I… I had left the seating area of the arena. I knew I had to be quick, but what I wanted to do wouldn’t take too much time. My goal was to feel the inside of this beautiful clarinetist’s bra. I wanted to touch the portion of the bra that held and supported her beautiful breasts...
I was done with the drug wars. I bailed. I found my hideout deep in the forest in the east of the state. A good place to live quietly on my ill-gotten gains. The last thing I wanted to hear was the sound of a car rumbling down my dirt road. It was a beat up aging Dodge. Three people were inside. A woman I did not want to see opened the back door and stepped...
Man, I am scared shitless. Seriously. Everybody is gunning for me and I don't think I can get away this time. I guess they lack a sense of humour in spite of my attempts at helping them gain one. So what if I accidentally caused a war? These things happen. At least, I think they do. Whatever. The name is Jeremy Saint-Pierre. A big and tall young Black man of...
Jackson B. Morrison was an average man on his thirties. He made his career as a Literature teacher at campus and was a respected one. He still had some girls spinning around him, obviously eager for him to bend them over his desk and make them his. He was not a very handsome man but had something, a don't-know-what attitude that made freshmen women gasp. Ne...
Diane's house was a breathtaking sight from any angle. It wasn't a mansion by size, but careful planning and the castle-like appearance made the place look considerably larger than it really was. While her parents toured Europe each summer Diane was left to her own entertainment. Luckily for me, her idea of a fun time included a very specific role-play. The...