Note: This story is the thirty-seventh installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I s...
This is a quick story about the best “quicky” I ever had. It’s a memory I will keep with me forever. It wasn’t the usual fast and furious typical quicky. What I remember most are the circumstances that surrounded it. There was a bar on the local college campus that had an opening for a bartender. It was an easy job to get since I had a couple of years of ex...
Dear Diary, I have thought long and hard about whether I wanted to have a record of my exploits, my conquests, my down right dirty fucking sex life, and I concluded that, when I am old, I want to be able to look back on this moment in my life and be jealous of my younger self. I mean, I may only be 23 now, pretty in an effortless way, but one day I won’t be,...
I arrive at the party and single you out almost immediately. Fencenet stockings, a miniskirt so short that I catch glimpses of your hot-pink thong... so fucking alluring; 'My holes shall be filled tonight!' your whole outfit calls out. I get drunk quickly and I'm horny as hell. I wander out back behind the house to have a quick toke. I sneak behind the shed...
I met a real wanton hussy this last weekend and couldn't wait to write about it. Laura was fixing a flat tire on a little red Miata, pulled off the road rather perilously. I pulled off to offer my help, and was pleased to see that my boy scout move rewarded by a fine young redhead, about five-three, not skinny but packed into a short leather mini, with a lea...
House party. Music blasting. Beer flowing. The residence a cloud of weed-smoke. The evening a blur. Vague memory of strange sexy girl sucking my cock in the pantry. A girl next to me on the couch licking my mouth. Her legs parting. Us dry-humping. A white leather miniskirt. A silk white thong. Big firm tits; fake? I remember my cock actually sliding up her c...
When Ben stepped out of the shower, he realised that in his rush, he had neglected to pick up a towel. He decided to make a bee-line for his bag, where he would be able to get one and then duck into the room on the other side of the house. The house was arranged thus: the porch led into the living room, which was flanked on either side with bedrooms. The bat...
The hotel room has a King size bed and a large rectangle table that I have placed against the wall. I am sitting in a wing back chair, that I have placed facing the table, as I wait for you to come out of your shower. I am wearing a Black skinny suit, white spread collar shirt with a black and white stripe tie with a large Windsor knot, and Black wing tips...
I was at my useless brother, Dave’s pad yet again, sorting out the mess he’d made of his computor. Not that I was an expert, but compared to him I was a genius. But his livelihood depended on it and he was my younger brother. Then the phone alongside me rang, and without thinking about it, I answered it. “Is that you?” The woman on the other end demanded....
The last time I had GOOD Sex was totally by accident! I was at the strip club that I frequent on occasion. My best friend came along with me to help me celebrate St Pats Day. We had been drinking all day, and wanted to see some pussy to end our night. We walked in and walked straight to the bar to order a drink. I ordered two, and he excused himself to the...