You know how much I want to try anal sex. I've hinted and offered and even asked outright, but each time you say, "Maybe someday we'll talk about it." I am so frustrated, and you know it. I whine and complain, hoping that it will lead to a spanking and then to the thing I want so much, but all I end up with is a few slaps to the ass, and a long hard pussy fu...
It wasn't New York and it wasn't L.A. but comedy is -- and always was -- a road game. I was returning to the circuit after going through a messy divorce. The call from an old friend to play a string of one-nighters across the Midwest and up into Canada came at just the right time. First gigs were several months away and I threw out my old material and starte...
I've always had an inclination for older women, which made this past weekend especially spectacular. I was in a coffee shop in Vancouver reading the entertainment section when I started chatting with this attractive woman that looked to be in her early 40's. She was about 5.2", short brown hair, tanned athletic legs and a great smile. We started chatting a...
I had planned for days. Each and every course was perfectly thought out, tied together with the next course by a mutual taste sensation. The execution would be flawless; the presentation immaculate. She would be well pleased. I pulled the chicken from the oven and inhaled the steam wafting toward my face - a mixture of rosemary and honey; tantalizing. I ima...
It was the party after the big conference. She had been drinking and had had just a little too much. I on the other hand knew when to stop and switch to cola. The coaches arrived to return us to the hotel. I helped her on with her coat and walked her to the waiting transport. We settled down in our seats and she rested her head on my shoulder, drifting off t...
I am dressed as you have asked in white lacy push up bra and white lacy panties all covered up in a white belted raincoat and wearing high heels. I ring your doorbell in a state of both nervousness and excitement. I am no virgin but I know from our flirtations and conversations of the past couple of weeks that you have enjoyed and practised deeper and more e...
I was locked in a room. A prison cell. My cellmate, I quickly discovered, was a whole head taller than me. 'She,' had swollen lips and long, curly hair pulled tightly back. Her face was long and her features large and commanding. She had brown, creamy skin. She looked at me, smiling at my awareness of 'the inevitable'. I sat on my bunk and shivered, gazing...
Upon waking up the next morning, she finds that it was not a dream. She is so sore that she finds that she can barely move. Looking around the room she is, in a way, surprised that it still looks the same. Last night was unlike anything that she could ever have imagined. After Lord Cumberland introduced her into taking his manhood into her ass, he proceeded...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
I stick my key into the lock. The light flashes green, and I hear the familiar bzzzt of the electronic lock popping open. I step into your apartment. "Hi! Sorry I'm late, I got caught up finishing something at work," I say. You're sitting on a couch next to the window. Your jet-black hair is combed into perfect waves, and the muscles in your arms and chest...