Howdy, folks. My name is Patrick Stiles and I'm a big and tall black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a first-rate sexual adventurer and I've got a delightfully raunchy tale to share with you. I'm into the whole swinger thing. It's fun. A man like myself is quite desirable on the Swinger scene. A six-foot-six, 240-pound former U.S. Mar...
Author's Note: This story involves sex with Non-humans (dwarves as in the traditional fairy-tale sense) and group-sex. Enjoy! ------------------------------- Kristen awoke in the middle of the forest clearing, hearing giggling. Masculine giggling. Opening her eyes she found herself surrounded by 7 little men, about waist height (if she'd been standing.). T...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Returning home from college early one day, after deciding I didn't want to sit through another boring lecture, I noticed that Kyle's jacket was on the couch. I wasn't thrilled to see a sign of him in my house , but he was nowhere in sight at least. I was hopeful that he had stoppe...
All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. *** Jordan sighed and took another sip from his beer. He was bored. He knew he shouldn't have come to this stupid party. He looked around the crowd. People were dressed in the usual boring costumes he saw every year: girls were sexy vampires or animals and guys were lumberjacks and men in unifor...
"I think it's time for a change of pace," Brain says. He reaches down and begins to get me out of my self-bondage. He starts with my blindfold, I squint my eyes as the light comes back into view. I see drops of fluid sprayed out in front of me, his pee and my squirt must have reached all the way here. He undoes the straps around my arms, legs, and neck. I do...
I live in the mellow town of Olympia, Washington. A nice place, though quite rainy, with lots of places to hike, kayak, and backpack. Bicycle too if you don't mind getting soaked. I'm an average, middle-aged guy, in pretty good shape, and I love the tight, fit women that seem to be everywhere around here. After getting divorced a few years ago, I found mysel...
Sensitivity Training can mean a lot: Part 7 Meanwhile back home. While this can be a stand-alone story, still it is a chapter in the larger story. It takes place back home while Beercan (AKA Jason) is spending his first two weeks at the Institute. Beercan was sent Sensitivity Institute of America because he had sexually harassed one of his employees. His b...
It was dark. It was raining. I was tired. I was also nervous. I considered calling the whole thing off, but it was too late now. She was waiting. I peered through the rain spattered windshield, between the squeaking wipers in a vain attempt to make out the names written on the overhead street signs. "I really should get some glasses," I muttered to m...
The prequels to this story are Copenhagen Couple and Meetings with Mark, but it's not necessary to read those first. All you need to know is that the story takes place in Denmark about 20 years ago. Enjoy. * Being seduced by an experienced couple the summer I was nineteen taught me that I was bisexual. That I liked fucking (and being fucked by) handsome me...
(Hey Anne, ha ha ha.) Chapter 1 After two weeks spent literary with each other, Mel invited Edi for supper at her flat. She went to get her hair done, prepared her favorite meal, and had spent an eternity putting on make up and dressing. She decided on a short, flowery deep cut dress, which left a generous amount of cleavage showing, but had a touch of cla...