Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Something that all women say one time or another, "How do you like me now?" After being unhappily married to his wife for more than 25 long, suffering, and sexually frustrating years, if Jay was to describe Ruth now, he'd say that she was a d...
Throughout history, man has been driven by two primal goals: Getting Something for Nothing and Having Sex with Everything. Every great advancement in human civilization, from fire to philosophy to the electric guitar, can be understood as some combination of trying to fleece or fuck one's fellow man. And no single pursuit has more perfectly encapsulated the...
For the second time in 2013, inclement weather would work in my favor to lead to a memorable sexual encounter. While I'll always remember December 26, 2013 as the most memorable date of my sex life (which will have to wait until the next chapter,) just a fortnight prior to that date was the day I was stranded out of town on a business trip. A combined lack o...
The name is Michael Kingston. A tall young Black man living in Boston. I'm a college student and part-time pimp. It's one of my many passions and I indulge my needs to the max. I'm openly bisexual in a time when many men hide their sexual proclivities for fear of social condemnation. I don't hide anything. I like to fuck both men and women. That's my busines...
We had worked together on the midnight shift for several months. The first day I saw her I was amazed at how beautiful she was. I knew that she was out of my class, and obviously several years younger than my 34 years. I later found out she was 27. She was absolutely beautiful, 5'7, very thin, nice breasts and a great looking little ass. Her ass has just the...
==== PART 3 ==== He was going to do it to her at work. "Please," Jaclyn begged in a whisper to the voice only she could hear. "Please, don't make me do it at work." But she knew there would be no mercy. The voice of her owner spoke in her ear. "Why don't we play a little game, Jaclyn?" She flinched, knowing what she was about to hear - and a moment l...
CHAPTER 1 My name is Vernon. I was 27 years old and I didn't know what to do. It was six o'clock and there was no dinner. Auntie Monica had not come home from work. I can get a drink myself so I had some cola. It got dark and no-one closed the curtains. After not having dinner I went and played on the games console as usual. I wasn't sure if it was allowed,...
For contributors As was stated at the top: while there were will be two general threads to go off of (for a guy and girl), feel free to create your own characters or scenarios. The only shared premise among them needs to be that they find themselves, however you decide that happens, in this universe and, as The Eagles would say, "You can check out any t...
“Holly, there is someone at the door!” “Are your legs broken or are you just too lazy to get up and answer the door, Joe?” “My legs are broken.” “Yup. I believe that one. You’re lucky I am such a nice person, Joe Tolbert, or you would be hauling your butt off the couch to answer the door halfway across the room from you.” “Thank you, Holly.” “Can I help...
Chapter 5 As James was talking himself back into anonymity, he saw the first of the television vans pull up to the lobby. Then there was another. Then another. Local reporters quickly exited those vehicles, and he soon realized that he was about to be a top story on local television. He had no idea what the rules were regarding nudity on Mexican television....