The idea of typing out your every move during a sexual encounter might sound tedious and boring to some, but the age of technology has created an intense and intriguing opportunity for many -- cybersex. I would argue that there is a difference between cybersex and roleplaying. The former is simply two individuals typing out how they would engage in sexual i...
Heidi Fleiss has announced that she plans to found a brothel in one of the counties in Nevada where prostitution is legal. She says this will be special brothel: one staffed by males for female clients. According to an article published by CNN.com, Fleiss has said, "I am opening up a stud farm. I am going to have the sexiest men on earth. Women are going to...
The couple arrive at their holiday hotel. Eddie has a solution to Honey's problems. You will need to have read Chapter 1 for this to make much sense. ***** Chapter 2 So, arrangements made they travelled. The travel was the usual airport thing of queuing, moving a bit, waiting, walking, and there never being a seat unless you bought food or drink that yo...
Lauren gawked at Lisa's perfect tits, covered in her boyfriend's cum, wondering why this was the first time she had taken notice of them. Their slight tear-dropped shape peaked at a perfect-shaped, flesh-pink nipple. Lauren quickly bent down to clean the cum off her chest. She continued between her cleavage and encircling each nipple, waiting for them to p...
Whenever I see a tall, dark-skinned Black woman with a big ass, I just want to bend her over and fuck her. Does that make me a sexist pig? I sincerely doubt it. As far as I'm concerned, that makes me a normal Black man. The name is Miguel Pierre and I'm a brother living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian...
The morning light and the knock on the door from housekeeping woke Pat from a drunken sleep. "Come back later," she yelled and rolled over to shield her eyes from the light. She finally opened her eyes to see if she was alone. Her pussy felt unbelievably sore from the large cock pounding she took last night and her thighs were caked with a combination of dr...
This story was started way back in the early nineties whilst I was at college. Over the years I added bits and pieces to it and used parts in Dungeons and Dragons Campaigns. Inspired in many ways by the writings of Dave Eddings and Robert Holdstock, I wanted to produce a story with a Female lead character and not just a strong supporting lady. That was not a...
Quaint ... a rather innocuous word for the inn as he approached it. Desire waited inside one of the "quaint" rooms as he pulled into a parking place. He sat a moment, collecting his thoughts, trying to force the adrenalin rush from turning him into a schoolboy. Just wouldn't do to scamper out of the car and across the parking lot like a youngster on the firs...
"Sometimes, I get tired of playing the Bull," Caleb Tully said in that deep, sonorous voice of his as he sat in the office of Dr. Alexandra Moreau in downtown Toronto, Ontario. Pacing back and forth as is his custom in times of excitement or distress, Caleb finally paused, and fixed his almond-shaped brown eyes on the psychiatrist who sat behind the desk, he...
My name is Annabelle Peggy Simpson, but you may call me Sister Peg. Everybody still does. Even though I'm not a Nun anymore. I was born and raised in the City of Trenton, State of New Jersey. With my Teutonic good looks ( I stand six feet two inches tall, with blonde hair and pale blue eyes ) I could have been a model or an actress but I went in another dire...