His cock was as hard as a rock and with a penchant for sleeping in the nude, its fat length painfully pressed against the luxurious cotton sheets. The dream of searching for a urinal or bathroom now became reality. He stretched, groaned and yawned his way off the comfortable bed and padded across the length of plush carpeting. The marble flooring was cool, w...
Hi everyone! This is my third story in what I hope is a long series of stories detailing my life, my husband's life and our marriage ... along with how several sexy black men made our life so much better. If you haven't read my first two, Married Lex's First Real Cock and Married Lexi Gets Her Cuckold, you should. They give the background to where our life...
Chris and Laura have re found each other, whilst Robert sits in a cell awaiting trial for her murder. Should she go back and stop the trial? Or should she and Chris just let him rot? * Parking the battered old van he borrowed from Maidie to drive into the town, he smiled across at Becky sitting next to him. She looked nervous, her face looking down, her...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
SO... I'd hoped for a pleasant-enough atmosphere, a pretty masseuse, maybe a little something extra - the on-line add did seem to hint at such promise - and a decent massage. I got two of the three. And a girlfriend. The spa, unlike so many of those typically advertised, was in fact a spa. It was full of contradictions in both design and intent. For starter...
Disclaimer: I do not own Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Do you want to do this, or not?" Rosa sighed, making sure to keep her voice down so the whole precinct didn't hear. Something which Amy clearly didn't think of. "What?" Amy exclaimed indignantly, before quickly blushing, looking around and then lowe...
Maria gains consciousness to darkness. Something is not right. Her eyes are open but she cannot see anything. Faint yellow light filters through the fabric that covers her eyes. Even more disturbing, are her hands, bound above her head with large restraints. She feels the surface of wood on the back of her hands. She struggles against them but it only raise...
Author's Note: This is a revised, edited version of a previous story. I listened to my critics and like this one better. Hope you do also. 1st Transsexual Affair Paul's cock was hard as a rock and with a penchant for sleeping in the nude, its fat length pressed against luxurious satin sheets. The dream of searching for a urinal or bathroom now became reali...
If you were touring America these days and you wanted to contact your manager or, indeed, anyone back in the UK, all you need to do is switch on a laptop or tablet or smart phone and use Skype. And if not Skype exactly, you'd use Viber or exchange e-mails or instant messages. But in the early 1990s, the internet was very slow and ridiculously expensive and m...
I slept deep -- my dreams pleasant and warm. Tonight I found the gate of ivory and passed into a wish-born world of green fields and rivers. My cares and sundry crises dissipated like mists. No more tests or trials. I was the dominus Titus and all that lay ahead were wanton splendors and wicked wonders. Nymphs frolicked in the pastoral expanse and I reached...