After breakfast the next morning, Arlon punishes me for cuming without his permission. It's not my place to point out that it's entirely his fault, so I take it in stride. "You could have wasted the conjuration you've been building," he admonishes as he spanks my ass red over his lap. When he finally finishes - 30 smacks total that he makes me count - I mo...
This is modified / abridged version of the story 'eat, drink and be married.' If you have already read that story or have an aversion to creampies or watersports (the humiliation element has largely been removed) then this may not be the story for you. Otherwise..... Its 2:30 in the morning. I'm lying in bed (horny as hell) waiting for my loving wife to ret...
Part 3-2: We finally got to my place, and I told Kathy to take a seat on the couch and wait a few minutes. I immediately moved two lamps from my home office into the bedroom…for what I had in mind, the more lighting, the better. I returned to the living room to find Kathy relaxing on the couch…but she had removed her red high heels. I instructed her to p...
The large wounds from the first gunman’s shots were all but gone and bleeding had ceased and only large globs of coagulating and platelet filled blood remained. Six large bumps began to appear before the two attending paramedics and Gillian’s eyes. These bumps became red and pustules formed on them. The pustules burst open and six lead slugs pushed their way...
On the Couch - Emma You push me up on the wall and give me an enjoying kiss I giggle and push you back a lil.... Playfully of course... then I back away from you and spin round quickly and run down the hall to the lounge room.... As I quickly turned round I flash you showing you quickly that I don’t have anything on under my skimpy lil skirt I stop at the...
I flew into New York to meet with several clients. After a very long day, I agreed to meet an older client for some drinks at my hotel bar, which had a small dance floor. Before I get to the story, let me tell you about myself. I am 47 years old, married with 2 older kids, 6'2" 220 lbs. (trying to stay in shape) I walked into the bar, and my client (Pete-wh...
"Can you hear me?" the lady was talking rather so loudly. Attilius was back in his seat, her staring at him. "Is it taking you over, yet?" Now her voice was almost trailing. And his was no more then a slur. Thinking to himself, Attilius had decided that it was the loto viola. He was beginning to have visions of his utter most desires. But it had felt so rea...
There is no mercy in the American night. Uncle Gregory used to drink a lot and oftentimes he’d talk a good deal when he drank and he was that singer of the honky tonks and bars and road houses. His life was where lonely men puked up lost souls in the carnage and vapor and steam and the neon of another shattered series of nonchalant and broken encounters of c...
I wake up. Slowly rising from the bed, I put my hands to my skull tenderly, feeling as though I’ve gone a few rounds with a jackhammer in a head butting contest. That’s weird, I think to myself. I didn’t have anything to drink last night. Ambling along at an old mans pace, I shuffle into the kitchen to get some coffee brewing. The place is pretty clean, I’m...
You got the text. Your friend was in need. She got into trouble. She liked to bet on sports and was on a losing streak. The past two weeks she borrowed money from her, but you told her it was the last time. But again she is persistent and keeps texting you for more money. The last text seemed kind of urgent and asked if you could meet her somewhere. You agre...