I first came across Adam online, on a certain social network. We've started talking and soon we had become good friends. Now let me get this straight, he is hot. Probably one of the most charming young guys I've seen. So, I felt somehow attracted to him and I didn't hesitate to tell him. His reaction surprised me, since we became a couple after talking abou...
[This is my first story submission, so please bear with me and let me know what you think.] * Nearly five o'clock, thought Anne, sighing with weariness as she rolled her head on her neck, trying to rid herself of the perpetual ache of tension. She was looking forward to the end of the day at work and vowed to herself, and her dog who'd been left at home fo...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (22 min/mp3) * * * * * Getting ready for a wedding is no fun for me. I don't like it, especially now that I am getting older. I didn't like it on that hot and muggy Saturday last June when I couldn't seem to find the right shoes, and I couldn't get a shirt to fit me just right. I don't like weddings, and yet, why do I want...
[This is a first!] Galen observed, grimly, as Justine lay unmoving on the floor. [I've never had a lover pass out before.] A glance at Angel revealed a grin that almost split her face. "What's so funny?" he growled. "You!" she popped off, then went on, "You act so worried! She's going to be okay... she just hasn't had sex with a guy for a very long time....
We walked into my room, our hand wraps trailing behind us as we freed our fingers. As Seth turned back to shut the door, I slid my hands over his sweaty shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin. Locking the door with a click, Seth turned back to me, smiling. He kissed me hard, and I could taste the sweat lingering in the stubble on his face. So c...
Even in Toronto, spring air contained magic. In it, Kenneth Weston could smell the vague deep-fried aromas of Spadina and Chinatown, the street dirt, the perfume, the nightclubs, the drunken arousal of a city waking up from a long, cold winter. It was after dark, and Victoria was off to the hospital to another call. Kenneth didn't mind the time she spent aw...
Changing planes in Chicago is always tough, maybe the toughest. There are no direct flights from New Orleans to Montreal. I make the trek five or six times each year, and I never get used to it. (Hospital and cemetery duty and guilt. Nothing you'd be interested in reading about.) I walk half-way around the terminal to get to Gate 21 -- always the same gate...
I wasn't sure I would hear from him again. I left as he slept soundly, his limp dick between his legs, my email address written in marker on his hand. After our night of multiple orgasms, I went home to my husband, and put my newly shaved pussy on display for him, telling him it was a gift. I allowed him to take me, pushing his long hard dick into my sore,...
Her telephone rang just as she was getting into the shower after her morning cup of coffee. It was Her Master. He wanted her today. "Meet me in the parking lot of the Best Western at 9:00am", he told her, "and wear a skirt and your black panties and bra. Don't be late." She knew she would have to rush to make it but she also knew better than be late so sh...
After my night of passionate submission to Mr. Parker, I returned to class with a bit more zeal than before. I still loved watching him. I still loved the sound of his voice as he ordered us to do every move. But he became more worried that his wife would discover his transgression. And I was unwilling to settle for just half of him. We decided to let it coo...