Ch. 00: Stacy - The Hallpass Slut Stacy and I have always had a wonderful relationship, but lately, it's taken a weird yet hot turn. To give you a little background on us, let me just say that we are the classic stereotype of beauty and the geek. We met in college during our junior year and have been together in one form or another ever since. I'm average...
Blown to pieces, a war hero returns home for Halloween. It was a Tuesday, just after 9am, when Brad heard about the plane crashing in the Twin Towers. He didn't have a first class until later and he was still in bed. His dormitory at Boston College was alive with people congregating in the corridors and in one another's rooms and they had already burst in h...
ENTRY 6 Fucking A.... I have some shit to update you on my digital diary. If you recall a couple months ago I wrote to you that some more stuff happened with Chet and his brother (sigh). And that Daniel has asked me to build a better relationship with Chet, his best friend. I think his exact words were "Candace, why don't you give some love to Chet. He is m...
Before the doors I stand and placing my hands together, I wring my fingers so tight that you can see the whites of my knuckles. Here we are 9 months later entering the Adult Theater and I can feel the old familiar fear of panic and anticipation. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so bashful when it came to things like this. I love the play time but just all of the fo...
I lay on the bed, my hands bound. They are little loose, and I could probably get out of them if I wanted to, but that isn't the point. The point is to surrender. To surrender to you. To your pleasure. To your desires. I'm here to submit to your will. You are standing beside the bed, looking divine. You are in black thigh high stockings, sexy panties, and a...
She smoothed the cellophane tightly and smoothly over the hand lightly gripping the rubber ball and up to the elbow. She had covered it with several layers already, and it was already difficult to make out the fingers through the plastic. With a grin of satisfaction, she put the cellophane down and reached for the pink duct tape. In short order, the hand was...
It didn't take me as long to recover as I had thought, at least I awoke late the next morning with a raging piss hard-on. I made a wavering bee-line to the bathroom to stand quivering over the toilet bowl, urging my cock to wilt just a little so I could drain my bladder. I couldn't piss with a hard-on. Finally, after agonizing minutes, I could finally pee,...
************************************************* Just a little story I wrote years a go for a site that's now no more. Be gentle with me it was my first time writing. ************************************************* My eyes slowly open adjusting to the light shinning on my face. I begin to remember where I am, my mind slowly recovering from a long restf...
I've always been attracted to older men. I find their maturity and wisdom extremely sexy, in addition to the fact that they do pay more attention to the female's needs when it comes to sex. I've had many mature suitors in my short life, and I have absolutely no regrets about any thus far, but there are a few that sparks undeniable ecstasy when I reminisce ab...
The first shots of cum splattered her cheeks and chin, she kept slurping and jerking at my shaft. She pulled it back between her lips, sucked hard and drained it through the last spasms of orgasm. The swallowing action in her throat, her tightly shut eyes, the hand that pulled at my ass and guided my shaft into her throat were all good signs that she wasn't...