I awoke this morning to a very warm body snuggling up against my back. A hand gently traced the outline of my back, shoulders, down my left arm, and over my hip. It slipped around me caressing my chest and stomach. It slid further over across my boxers, finding my cock in "morning-hard-on" status and gently began rubbing the underside with its palm, the gent...
"I kinda like this," Michael whispered. "No music, no lights, just the outline of your body in the dark. "Don't move," I commanded. "The wax has to dry so I'll have a nice mold of your cock to admire when we're apart." I grabbed a a pair of handcuffs and chained him to the headboard, afraid he would try to fuck me and ruin my keepsake He laughed, oblivious...
Several readers have asked what my husband thinks about our lifestyle. Specifically, many have wanted to know what he thinks about and does while I am with another man. Usually ,when I return from another man, I am busy telling my husband what my date and I did, and making certain that my husband "gets off" while I attend to his physical needs as I fill his...
Ruth woke up in her most typical fashion: a lethargic lift of the head to check the time, a hand to cover the bleak sun from shining through the curtains, and dampness between her legs. Like clockwork, she thought, before lazily turning over to watch the tangle of chest hair and limbs sleep next to her. The man was average height, dressed in just black athle...
** Originally submitted as darkeyeddemon while I lived on the east coast of Florida ** This story is not at all what my readers have come to expect. It was initially written entirely for myself, and long after its' writing it comes to serve a new purpose. I lost a nephew this past Tuesday June the 3rd 2003. He committed suicide, and that makes my black old...
Preface I want to thank everyone for the positive comments and helpful feedback to Goldie's first two episodes. I am especially grateful for the insightful feedback and amazing collaboration with flirty_but_nice. Many of the characters in this episode come from her wonderfully bent and creatively erotic imagination. Check out her stories on this site as wel...
My heart was racing. I was warm and sweating. My mind was spinning and stomach churning. I placed the faded red-covered diary on the nightstand and lay back on my pillow. I was exhausted but unlikely to sleep much. My wife was fast asleep next to me and had been for over an hour. I couldn't put the diary down. It was incredible; never in a hundred years wou...
Gillian 2: The Help As I watched from the crack of the nearly closed armoire, Mistress Gillian hastily undressed herself. She threw her pretty new dress on the floor. I was shocked- her underclothes were black! Most proper ladies wore white or other light colors. Still, the sight of her dressed so daringly aroused me. I wondered why she could possibly be dr...
It's a frustrating afternoon of increasingly explicit emails at work. The campus has mostly emptied, the chair is at a meeting, and you and I can only think about one thing. That's the curse of being employed by the same institution as a professor and graduate student, respectively. Fucking circumspection. No fraternizing or else. And on Valentine's Day, too...
I love when my girlfriend fucks me with her strap-on dildoe. It all started when she would rub my ass while she sucked me off which felt so good. Then it progressed into her fingering and massaging my prostate which felt even better still. In fact, That's how I discovered the "anal orgasm". I didn't even know that existed until she gave me my first one. I su...