A bisexual sub considers being a surrogate for a gay couple. I was kneeling in front of the door, waiting for my mistresses, Chelsea and Jessica, to come home from their night out. Earlier that night, when they were about to leave, I could not stop admiring the couple, with Chelsea shining in her green satin dress which was complimentary to her red hair and...
Two police officers were standing around the bar table. Their blue uniforms hugged tall, muscular, ivory physiques. They were in full uniform, having just come off duty and were asked to stop in for a drink. It was empty except for them as the sun cracked open the night's sky, and they just got off night shift. The owner was a member of their special group,...
NOTE: This is the beginning of a series; it's the first time I've written anything this long so I hope I can keep you entertained. Please leave feedback and remember to vote! Thanks all! **** I was glad to see Beth was already signed on to AOL Instant Messenger. We'd been dating for about six weeks now and things were going well. My name is Bob Kohl, I'm...
Jenny stood under the shower and turned slowly around, allowing the hot, powerful jet of water to pound every inch of her body. Enveloped by steam, she stretched luxuriously, enjoying the delicious sensation of invigorating spray against her flesh. After a moment she stepped reluctantly out of the cubicle, and immediately the cool air of the pool changing a...
Dan looked up at the big rental van as it pulled in at the house on the next street over. His back yard faced that home's back yard, there was a five foot tall board fence between the two lots. He spent a lot of time out in his own overly large back yard, keeping the grass and decorative plants in close to perfect condition. The other home had been vacant f...
I don't know if I will ever forget that night. I know that on the one hand I hope to God I never do, while on the other I know it might be best if I did. It was the most sexually exciting event of my life and one I would dearly love to happen again. But at the same time it showed me how easy it was to cross a line and I'm not sure that I want to go through t...
(Chapter One - Logan) My name is Logan. I'm a tiger shifter. I work as a bouncer, a hit man, or a driver...whatever is needed of me. I'm not a good man. I take dangerous jobs that nobody else wants to do, and those risky jobs pay the bills. I'm also a bit of a ladies man, if I do say so myself. Or at least I was a man whore, until my latest job. Some old f...
When I first retired, well, was forced into a spell of inactivity by redundancy and the lack of effort, both on my part and the employment office, I found myself kinda at a loose end. I only had twelve months left on me mortgage plus the outstanding balance of a bank loan on the car and a couple of hundred on a washer drier, which was all covered by PPI. S...
Thank you FD45, for your comment and the inspiration to do this. A sad tale of missed signals and opportunities. No sex, just pain, redemption, and love. .................................................. "Greetings all. This is Barbara Barnes Perkins of Book Report on PBS. I'd like to welcome an old friend, someone who helped launched my career in radio...
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