I sat in the car waiting. The long row of motel room door stretched to my left and right. I waited for my cell to ring and my husband's voice to tell me which room. He had gone ahead to check out the room meet the guy and see that it was safe. I shivered a little anticipating the rush through the piled up snow either side of the icy concrete paths dressed, a...
In my last story I told you how I wanked off a stranger while giving him a massage in the beauty salon I work at in London. It was an incredibly erotic experience, and not something I ever thought I'd do, but afterwards I had time to think about what this all meant to me, and what I was going to do about it. Read on... Star Trekking Just Got Fun Going hom...
Sitting behind the wheel of her Honda Accord as she maneuvered the car into a small space in the hotel parking lot a small smile crossed her lips. Thinking to herself as she turned the engine off, "finally here .. after all these months of chatting online and submitting myself in virtual time to this Master that takes my breath away… time for real life now."...
Jack peered around the corner of his house and watched as the last car pulled away from his driveway. If the driver had only looked right instead of left he would have seen Jack standing in the full moonlight wearing nothing but a raging hard-on. Jack had been this way for the last three hours, naked and bathed in lunar light and lust. He had not touched his...
Mandy Rivers sat down on the leather love seat that she had possessed for the past two decades. Ms. Rivers was regrettably single and had not been laid in almost three years. She was 42 years old and the abstinence of sex was not by her own choosing. Two kids, a miserable divorce, and hyperactive fifth grade students had taken a toll on her once statuesque l...
You came home and greeted me with the softest of kisses. We chatted and laughed while you changed clothes. You put on a silky black lingerie top. It was like a camisole but it buttoned up the front. It was smooth to the touch and very sexy. We relaxed on the couch and watched TV. I did my best to keep my hands off of you, and was mostly successful until the...
"The sexual act, successfully performed, was rebellion. Desire was thoughtcrime." ― 1984 The hooker entering Mike Oxhard's rotting apartment had skin the color of mahogany. Her male counterpart ― clad in sweatshop-hewn khakis, and a name brand with B.O. stains ― followed closely behind; a frightened child clinging to its mother. Oxhard's Doublelist classi...
"HELLO!?" Amy barely hears her own knocking over the lashing downpour. The lights blinking in the window of the old, odd-looking estate had been the only possible reprise in sight. She had walked stubbornly for miles, convinced that the next town was far closer than it had proved to be, before stumbling across a huge wrought-iron gate amidst the th...
PFFFFFFTTTTTTT Rick rolled over to shut off his alarm. A novelty alarm he had purchased for 100 pts, which had an actual recording of a fart from Governess Victoria. He wiped his eyes and walked over to the bathroom, thinking about how special today was going to be. For almost a year, he had been saving up points to purchase a night with Veronica Burns, one...
All day my mind wanders to you. I try to distract myself with work, movies, music or even a novel. Nothing can cover the fact that I get to talk to you tonight. I keep checking my computer on the chance that you are there. Finally frustrated at my eagerness I set the computer to buzz me when you come on and plop myself in front of the TV to some old movie. I...