This is not a stroke story. It's a story that builds with each chapter submitted. If you want to get your rocks off, go somewhere else. I hope you enjoy the first chapter. --~~-- The alarm went off, pounding through my sleep fogged brain, ending a delicious dream I was having. I rolled onto my right side and opened one eye and glared at the offending obj...
We didn't talk about our fantasies again and a month later we were back at the same bar dancing and having a drinks. It, of course, brought back memories of that night and I couldn't wait to get home and screw my wife's brains out. I had learned my lesson and on this night I only had two drinks. It's not that I wouldn't love a repeat of the previous night bu...
Only rarely did Mistress and I venture into the world as a normal, vanilla couple. We were much happier playing in our usual environment, where we could be as wild as we wanted without anyone else around. Her dominance, and my submission, were a release from the everyday. But tonight, Mistress had needed an escort for an inner city work function, and I had b...
My sister and I were the first to approach the boat, we could see Tommy slumped back in a foldout chair his head back as if he had passed out, however as we got closer we could see the brown blanket is his lap moving up and down which was barely visible over the side of the boat. My sister turned to Mark and Cody making a low shushing sound and pointing back...
I wish I could fill you in with tons of sex, and more erotic adventures, but here it was Monday the fourth day since I had become literally a servant. Somehow I had been expecting tons of kinky, filthy sex but the truth was the only filthy thing I had encountered was dirty rooms, dirty clothes and dirty dishes. My wife had put me to work being a true domesti...
Sarah and I became good friends very quickly. I suppose there's only a few ways a relationship can evolve after the introduction we had. Surprisingly perhaps, our relationship didn't progress to sex. I wasn't disappointed by this. I enjoyed her company, and sex at such an early stage of us living together would only have complicated matters. We would stay up...
1 Obviously uncomfortable, she started to bite her lip and self-consciously move her arms to cover herself. She glanced at the window and then back at me, her blue eyes pleading. I sighed. "There's no one around for miles, Love. And no one can get close enough to see through this window even if they tried." She knew that was true, although I sometimes...
Michael did not remember the last time he saw a dame like her at this particular bar. He usually came here after a week's worth of work to unwind; have some drinks, smoke a cig, and chat up the girl-next-door bar tenders for fun was routine. Seeing "her" was a real treat. She was petite (around 5'4"), brunette with hair that reached all the way down her ass....
It was a hot mucky night the night I had to sit for Andrea Wilson. She, lucky devil, would be sitting in an air conditioned hall playing bingo while I was sweltering at her house with just a fan. She really needs to get air conditioning. Her husband, Ron, was on a business trip and was probably relaxing in an air conditioned hotel bar with a drink in his han...
He couldn't get to sleep that night. Although the window was open and the light summer breeze drifted over him he could still find no peace. So much had happened in the past few days, his life had completely changed. As he lay there, naked underneath the flimsy cotton sheet, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander to the woman who, after 32 long years had...