(note, this story contains vomit, as well as some piss play. If you do not want to read those things, then this is probably not the story for you) * I was nervous as I arrived at the motel room door. I raised my hand up to knock, paused momentarily to reconsider, and then in a burst of courage, rapped loudly 3 times on the door. I had to wait nervously for...
I walked into the bedroom and met Mistress Q. She had several items laid out on the bed along with a nice suit, boxer shorts, socks, shirt, and tie. It looked like a formal dinner and I was glad of that. I was as hungry as Mistress said She was earlier. It had been about 6 hours since W/we had started for the day. "Come here and bend over," She ordered. I...
I got word that I would need to go to Las Vegas on business the last week of April. It had been a year since my last trip. In and out in 48-hours. But it was the most amazing trip I had ever had there. I am an older male, 53-years young. I have my own businesses, developing real estate, primarily residential projects, but had dabbled in smaller commercial p...
'We always strive after what is forbidden, and desire the things refused us.' -Ovid He was 32. I was in college. There were six or seven of us who stayed back that day; I didn't count the number exactly. The room was shoved away in a remote part of the school where you only went for class, yet he brightened it, made people want to come. His charisma and q...
The red circle on the calendar caught my attention as I drank my morning cup of tea. Seven pm was scrawled in big red letters across the box in Scott's boxy printing. Today. He had wanted a special date night, and we had both waited for the day for the last two weeks. I turned away from the calendar and per our agreement, I began my Friday in front of the co...
A Collaboration Between Inner Heat ([email protected]) & ppcummings ([email protected]) This story is the result of a co-written email exchange, told from both his and her perspective. We hope you have as much fun reading it as we had writing it! Ppcummings begins the story... * * * * * This is how I imagine it if I were having dinner with you...
“Sarah, what do you mean, you have a penis?” “Just what I said,” I sobbed. “I know you have a strap-on. I remember vividly when you used it on me while we did phone sex with Sean.” Shannon and I had become very close since we discovered on the Fourth of July weekend that we lusted after one another. Soon thereafter she shared her boyfriend with me. At le...
James was standing there naked, his exposed penis throbbing and bouncing up and down in all it's 14 inch majesty. His hands were handcuffed and were raised above his head, attached to a wire-rope that hung from the ceiling. He was fully erect, yet he was not enjoying himself as much as he should have been. It kind of seemed like he was in a dream, but he kne...
The morning of my 21st birthday had arrived. I was not expecting anything special, though. You don't get much celebration when you are a single guy with no close relatives, no relationship, not really any friends except my Monday night football and poker buddies. I got up, showered and shaved, and was off to my job as a barista. Eight hours later I took off...
The morning of my 21st birthday had arrived. I was not expecting anything special, though. You don't get much celebration when you are a bisexual guy with no close relatives, no relationship, not really any friends except from the Pink Carnation Club. I got up, showered, shaved and went off to my job as a clerk at a lingerie store. Eight hours later I sold m...