T.J. wiped the sweat from his forehead then continued to shovel the snow from the floor of the snow-cave. Through the dimming light outside he could see the massive flakes of snow float to the ground. This blizzard had caught Stacie and him off guard and now they were being forced to build a snow-cave to wait out the storm in. The howl of the wind in the tre...
Johnny finished the gig at about twelve-thirty but he hung around while Dan and the crew broke down the stage and stored the equipment. Dan had seen Dotie, the waitress Johnny was hitting on when they first arrived, actually talked a bit with her as Johnny finished up his sound checks and rehearsed a bit. Dan had thoughts of perhaps connecting with Dotie unt...
I had finally decided to take the plunge. I posted an online ad, saying that I had long had gay fantasies, and had finally decided to explore them. I wrote that I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for, that I was open to suggestions and I'd never done anything with a man before. Most of the men that replied were just looking for a quickie, but eventuall...
Savannah is one sexy city. The whole town breathes a sophisticated, southern charm, with an air of lust and desire bubbling over so that the very streets seem to yearn for sex. The very popular book, "Midnight in the garden of good and evil" is a surefire contributor to that of course. Voodoo, betrayal, money, and sex combined into one intriguing true story....
It's one of those days, you know. Nothing pressing to do, nothing needing immediate attention, dog's been walked, cat's been fed, too cold to run, too wet to ski, no new book to delve into. So what happens? I watch as he moves around the house, doing various things that have no meaning, moving a pile of magazines from one end of the table to the other, runni...
The crawl down the hall seemed to take an eternity. Mistress kept my leash tight, pulling my head upwards and backwards as I crawled. If I moved too fast, I would choke as my Mistress tugged on the leash. "Be patient my little slut" She said. "We have all night...." I found that statement exceedingly ominous, but I had no time to contemplate it further as...
This story is a compilation of email exchanges between two people that long to be together but can't. The story teller keeps switching between the back and forth email exchange. I have indicated who is telling the story at the moment; "her" or "him" in hopes of making it slightly less confusing. ******************************* Her: I was thinking we coul...
One night in February he came to her, hungry, wanting her soft smooth skin under his fingertips, her warm wet tight pussy circling his cock. He had been in meetings all day and found himself at times daydreaming about slick pussies and round breasts, jolting himself back to reality when he realized the tent his cock was making in his Dockers. God he missed h...
I continued taking pictures from my studio of my horny little neighbor fucking her black stud. For doing that, she was supposed to blow me at the knot hole after he left. But then the slut found I liked eating pussy more than getting sucked at the fence and forgot her promise. Each time she came to look at what I had I ended up on my knees with my face betwe...
It fells like we have been driving for hours. I really have no clue where we are as my head is clouded in sexual haze. The roads are growing lighter as we roll along down this po-dunk road in the middle of nowhere. "How did we get here?" I think. God knows I haven't been thinking clearly for the past several hours. All I can think of is this shadowy after fe...