Chapter 1 After months of corresponding – flirting – the time has finally arrived for our adventure in downtown Chicago. I checked into the hotel early, opened a nice bottle of red zinfandel, and am now waiting in the hotel lobby for you to arrive. I am so anxious for your arrival I can barely stand it. Finally, you walk through the front door looking abs...
"Stop thinking about her." I heard him almost growl in my ear as he moved between my legs. "I can't." I whispered, and it was the truth. It had been too long and I was still sulking. "Then I'll make you." "That's why I'm here, sir." I felt him harden against me, and I couldn't help but feel accomplished somehow. He didn't waste time, my clothes were go...
We'd fallen asleep. Without fucking. I should have known then that you had a greater plan. It's not often that we would go to bed without banging. Moving lighter and more gently than I knew you could, you tied ropes to the bed frame, making sure I stayed asleep. You start with my legs, putting slip knots on my feet, so that as I move around, I'll tighten the...
This is a story that happened to me when i was travelling in a bus in bangalore. This was my first sexual experience, I was only 21 then. I had some work in the forum mall koramangala. I was waiting at the bus stop for local bus to come, but no bus came for almost half an hour. To my rescue a private local bus came at the bus stop. This was my luckiest day...
It was a beautiful sunny Friday afternoon when Rick was detailing his bike in the driveway. He had planned on going for a little scoot. Rick's attention was diverted when he looked up to see the neighbor girl getting the mail. Alicia had just graduated high school and planned on going to college in the fall. Rick waved to her casually and returned to the j...
Housekeeping Forty minutes later I'm kneeling at Their feet, holding a serving tray high above my bowed head. Making breakfast of real food that I could smell is horrible torture. Slaves eat porridge made from dog food and whatever dead critters are found washed up on the beach. It's hard to swallow your drool when you've got a rubber dick jammed down your...
(Annalese flashes back to her college days...) *** Milgram's License "Does my hard cock make you wet? Do you know what I'm going to do with it?" You lean in close to my ear and whisper, "Happy birthday, Annalese". I know your intentions, but I am unable to reply. At only 20 years of age, I'm shocked at the completeness of it all. You run your hot hands...
This is my list of some of the things that I dislike. I do not like fireworks. The pause between the fireworks going up, up, and up in the sky just before exploding is the part that I do not like. When I watch the tiny light climb, flicker, fade, and disappear, it feels like when I inhale and hold my breath not knowing if it is my last breath to take. Then,...
Based on a true story: mine. To avoid further damaging the skin on my penis I can't just rub it any more. If I'm going to beat off without causing damage, I have to use a lube. Since I can't get naked and use a lube in the middle of the afternoon without someone noticing, I don't beat off. That means I still look at porn, but I no longer masturbate to porn....
(as my wife settles into her new dual role as lawyer and streetwalker to a gang things take a surprising turn at the end as a gang member takes her as his own for the weekend. I have taken some of the criticisms about part one and worked on a much more final ending for part two, although there is more to come. Is all of this true? Of course not. Is it all fi...