The Craigslist title was almost too good to be true. Two Dom Tops. Not only that, but they lived less than five miles away from me! I had never answered a Craigslist add before, but I answered this one and I am glad I did. Living in a small, rural community does not bode well for someone craving male-to-male sex. Evidently, it does not bode well for two buy...
Gina continued to attend her Yoga class after the pool party held by her fellow class members. She was never in better shape. We watched the tape of the action from the yoga pool party on many occasions in the months since the event. Every time we watched it, and she saw herself being lowered onto Jamal's large black spear, she would stroke and suck me to an...
(1) Please, please...erotica is in the minds of writers and readers. One man's erotica is not necessarily another's. (2) This is for cross dressers, fetishists, and those that might love BDSM, and it is fiction. There are sometimes no boundaries on where one can go in fiction, so, you trolls out there, this is just an exploration of where a couple of twiste...
There I was, lurking in the company truck for a whole hour. It was dark and I was parked on the curb by the university parking garage. Just waiting. Not even really sure for whom. It could have been a prank, an ugly transvestite, an old fat man. Someone laughing at the thought I'd come out and drive an hour and then wait longer to meet a fake person. Everyo...
My wife Ann and I have been married for more than twelve years. We married at a young age, but we were both ready to be together. Our love has been very deep and up until a few months ago, I thought that things were great between us. After I got out of college, I found a job for a year and then moved onto a better one. After ten years with the firm I work f...
Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 18 years or older, and all names are ficticious. This is a continuation series. Debbie Ross was sitting on her bed, writing in her diary about the events of the previous night. She wanted to keep those memories, and hoped to add new ones to the lusty events at Mr. Collin's home. Her thoughts were interr...
I woke the next day to the extremely pleasant feeling of Andy sliding his cock in and out of my pussy and his finger dancing over my clit. I moaned and my pussy spasmed around his cock, and I felt his semen leaking out and on to my thigh. Afterwards I nestled back into his warm arms and we dozed off again, his cock still buried in me. All of us were exhaust...
We were left snuggled together in our strung, latexed, and plugged position for at least two hours or, possibly, even as long as three hours. I lost any sense of time and after about half an hour it was dark as the light slowly dimmed on us. All I could sense was Isabelle right in front of me. She started by asking me a suite of questions over my transform...
THE PARTY-CHAPTER VI-ANNIE AND I ARE SEPARATED After Annie and I had said our "thank-yous" to the departing driver, our host dug into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and produced a black magic marker not unlike a Sharpie pen. He instructed Annie to stand before him with her hands clasped behind her neck and her legs slightly spread. As she complied, he...
Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART VIII (day 11) I awoke the next morning with a...