Tarekh was always very nervous when he reported to Miss Archana for his college tuition. A caning was inevitable. After all, that's why he went. But he had no reason to be any more nervous as he pressed the doorbell this time, apart from that the strange craving inside him seemed stronger than usual. Little was he to know that Miss Archana was also in an unu...
Note: Both characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. Alexon is 30 and Prince Faolan is 24. This story contains some light bondage, extreme amounts of edging and some initial orgasm denial. Turn around if that isn't your thing. In addition, Prince Faolan is a gay man who identifies as such but prefers to present himself in a more feminine styl...
It had been another blur of a night. Nathalie had a bad habit of drinking way more than she could handle, and then accepting drugs from strangers. Surprisingly, she hadn't gotten into too many bad situations because of it. But last night, she had gotten way more fucked up than ever before. Even being a party girl like she was, the cocktail of drugs and alcoh...
"blue eyes" is a story i wrote some 20 years ago and posted on another erotica site. I've decided to re-write it, updating and expanding it. Enjoy. ***** "Going once; going twice; sold! ... to the Lady in the blue suit," the auctioneer's voice sang out, punctuated by the sharp rap of the gavel and the beginning of a polite round of applause from the severa...
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While Chris relaxed and caught his breath, and while Natalie's assistants reviewed the shots from that first shoot, other people started to get the studio ready for the next shoot. A couple of the set designers rolled back a wall to reveal a whole other space, which looked amazingly like a men's locker room and toilet area, like what you would see at a typi...
That night I was feeling sorry for myself. Marianne had humiliated me again by having Joe shave me and then she allowed him to do it to me. She even held my arms as he stuck his thing inside me. She watched him, watched him as he screwed me, even though it didn't take long for him to come. He obviously didn't care that she had watched. She obviously didn't c...
Emma watched the large blue estate car pull away out of the driveway and pull slowly into the rush hour traffic. She had been observing the morning rituals of her new neighbours for a couple of weeks since they had moved in to the leafy suburb and she knew that the man's wife would be leaving for work about three hours later. Thom, her husband, had also le...
CHAPTER ONE: Chris stepped off the stage. As he did the patrons at the surrounding tables all cheered and clapped. "That was Chris singing the Bob Segar classic 'We've got Tonight'. Give it up for him!" the disk jockey announced. Chris could feel his cheeks redden as the crowd clapped for him. He made his way back to the table he was sitting at in the thi...
I love Las Vegas. From the moment you step off the plane, the place oozes sex. The billboards at the airport; the street vendors for the all-nude nightclubs; the cocktail waitresses in the casinos; the tourists around the pool—if you aren't horny when you arrive, you will be soon. I was there for a convention. It wasn't my first visit, so I pretty much knew...