It was a rather slow night for the Crimson Red, the local bar of the street. Heh, maybe if it kept going this way, the owner could close early and go home. "Hey, boss? Could we talk?" suddenly said a voice by his right side as it grew closer, this one coming from a tall, slightly dark skinned man with light hazel eyes, and long, black dreadlocks; Long enoug...
It's easy to imagine a scene where an attractive woman does something completely ridiculous in the face of all logic. However, it's apparently much harder to convince people of the truth, especially when that truth seems stranger than fiction. What I hope is to paint the picture of what happened to me and let you, the reader, decide what to think. If I'm suc...
This story has many beginnings and many ends. But suffice it to say that this particular portion will begin on Wednesday, August 31, the day that I flew back into California. I have been married to Shelby Marie for four years now. Her mom, Lynn Marie, got divorced several years before Shelby and I got married – on the eve of her 25th anniversary. Shelby's si...
The Next Day This is a continuation of my first story. Again, the characters are fictitious and names are not real people. ***** Any guy will tell you that there is nothing better in the world than being gently sucked out of a deep slumber, just as the first morning rays begin to dance through the blinds. A firm grip on my morning wood and a hot wet mout...
Annabelle thought he looked like a wolf when she first saw him. He was standing at the front of the small classroom with a book of poetry in his hand, cover bent at an atrocious angle in his grip. He was all sharp eyes and bearded jaw, the salt-and-pepper color of his thick hair the only real aging factor in his appearance. His teeth were very white, and th...
"Don't you dare wipe that cum off your face, but I want you to clean up your asshole and make your slutty panties look good again." Tara started to walk out of the room before she turned back and paused before asking one question, "are you sure you want to be my little cumslut tonight?" My heart was pounding, fresh cum still overwhelming my nostrils and tast...
Jillian Graham stepped from her shower, pulled off her shower cap and rubbed peach scented lotion over her wet body from her feet to her neck. Then she took a towel and wiped the condensation off of her full-length mirror and surveyed herself. She took in her dark brown skin; her tall, lean frame and long, sexy legs; her tight, round buttocks and flat stomac...
Halie and I had been married for a long time. We were sweethearts in middle school and high school and after getting pregnant during senior year and having a baby right after graduation we got married. Other than an indiscretion by each of us in high school we had only slept with each other. We were now in our upper thirties and our youngest child was 17 a...
For me, the summertime was our season for pillow talk. Ripe with erotica, maybe it was the warmer weather that necessitated wearing fewer clothes and my wife, Gloria, walking around in a bikini and attracting the leering looks of men that inspired my dirty thoughts about her. For whatever the reason, during our pillow talking sessions, I told Gloria all that...
Tonight was the night that I was going to the wild Hollywood sex party with Tom. Tom and I had been friends for a little while. Every time the conversation turned to sex we would get really turned on and rub on each other. He had been telling me about these parties for months and I was so excited that he was taking me. I hoped that the first time we fucked w...