I have a very dear friend that knows all my secrets. We have been friends since childhood and shared a lot of awakenings together. We're the same age by a couple of months and it was Angel who usually initiated most of our games. We went from, show me yours and I'll show you mine to I'll touch yours, if you touch mine in the summer of our tenth year. Angel a...
Every thrust of the young indian woman doctor's flaring houri hips was accompanied by a soft feminine grunt from her luscious mouth as she drove the monstrous red dildo further into my shithole. "Come on white boy, you can take more," she moaned. The other end of the big red rubber dick was buried in her bushy snatch, her juices audibly squishing as she f...
I was only nineteen when my former master delivered me in chains to my new mistresses. He had kept me in chains ever since I tried to run away six months prior to the sale. When the two spinster sisters, Clara, age 31, and Hannah, age 39, offered him five hundred dollars for me, he accepted willingly. They seemed old to me then. I was only nineteen but as ti...
Drusilla looked down, past her full white breasts, at Angelus, his fangs bared, inches from her vagina. A month ago, the sight would have horrified her, but now, she presented herself willingly, shivering with desire. Angelus gripped her cool thighs and began with his lips, planting icy kisses all over her crotch. Drusilla writhed as his tongue licked her...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is not intended to represent any particular Muslim pract...
Carefully, he led her down the steps, descending further into the basement. Blindfolded and dressed in a beautiful white gown and tall white heels, she could only hold his hand and trust that he would lead her safely down the many steps. The pearl necklace she had received earlier in the evening as a birthday gift brushed along top of her breasts, calling mo...
Have you ever watched someone precious sleeping, just sat for long moments watching as their chest rises and falls, unaware that any one is even there, so oblivious, so content, so beautiful in their state of peacefulness. Have you ever just watched in wonder at the texture of their skin, the warmth and depth of its color, its contours and imperfections. H...
The morning was cool, particularly for a mid-summer day. But accompanying the coolness came a sky so blue and cloudless that one could get lost staring up into it trying to find its end. And with that blue canvas as a backdrop, the green of the trees jumped to life and crackled as the breeze rustled their leaves. There was promise, anticipation, and exciteme...
Dear Readers, a comment attached to a recent story reminded me that everyone has not been following my adventures from the beginning and therefore don't know me. Twistedgraygoat is attempting to help me tell of my early sexual adventures. Most of my stories took place in the 1970's and 1980's when I was in college and the years following. Basically ages 18...
"What kind of an asshole tells a girl that he loves her, woos her, sodomizes her and then sends her an e-mail, AN E-MAIL telling her that he 'just can't do this anymore? What the fuck does that mean, 'do this anymore?' What, exactly, is 'this?'" He could feel her hot breath in his ear and he could feel the strap-on in his ass. He was being ripped apart, he...