18 year olds, Phillip mused, were much easier to talk into sexual experimentation than any other legal age. Perhaps once they turned 19 they'd had enough perverse encounters with dirty old men (by which he meant 35, which wasn't all that old -- unless, of course, you were 18) to be slightly more jaded. But 18... ah luscious, innocent 18 with all it's bend-a-...
It started like any other Monday morning. I was running late for work, it was raining, and the coffee maker was on the fritz. I was just grabbing my umbrella and running out the door when I heard the elevator door close. Great, now I had to wait for the damn thing to go all the way to the lobby, then back up again. As soon as the elevator finally came back,...
It was a saturday in Autumn, and I was knocked out on the couch. The afternoon was dreary, as if the weather was reflecting the gloom inside my mind. A near-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's lay on the table next to me, reminiscent of an unsuccessful attempt at drowning myself. I was a healthy and wealthy man, thirty years of age, an IT consultant with a flour...
Part two of Push. I told you not to thank me until it's over. And this—this is far from over. Love is an inherently deranging effect. By it's very nature, when love comes into the heart of a person it causes them to act "differently." To act in an irregular fashion. This framework will eventually become the new normal. The person, the deranged individual,...
We like to play games. We like to play secret games. We are the only ones who know we are playing the games. The rest of world, the people around us are oblivious to the hidden meanings, the looks, the gestures the illusions. False bravado, saying things that have double meanings, just enough for a stranger or a friend to look askance and wonder. We love ma...
The passionate reunion continues... Thanks for the feedback, keep it coming! ***** Yes, again, the second time... She loved to feel weak within the power of his grip. His broad shoulder carried her effortlessly, one arm holding her legs firmly while the other hand opened the door. She felt him stop and turn, then he leant forward to roll her onto the...
"Damn!" I swore under my breath as I hung up the telephone. I wanted to play with my toys so badly, and I couldn't reach my Master to ask permission. I loved hearing his amusement when I asked if I could play. He had never denied my request, but I had to ask him first. "Yes, pet," he would say. "You may play, but you have to tell me about it when I get hom...
(Ff, humil, sci-fi) Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** Stella turned a very tired Harriet over on her hands and knees. Harriet spread her legs wide in her eagerness to be fucked by the red-robe. She hadn't had an orgasm since Chloe used the vibrator on her, an...
My relationship with Stacy started out simply enough, we had both just come off long relationships with other people, and she was engaged to be married. We were a little reluctant to start with because she is black and I am white, and we both seemed to be worried about what people might say. However, we were such good friends and obviously very attracted to...
He had no idea how long he had sat there holding her hand. Time was gone. She lay so still. She looked so tiny. How often had he admired her body before and never noticed how small she really was? He closed his eyes and remembered her bound and squirming with anticipation, the sheen of arousal on her skin, her heady scent. All that was now masked by the hosp...