By now, my darlings, you must be craving it. Every single day. Cock. And you have been looking at the world differently. Looking at men. At how their asses fill out their jeans. Their pants. How much of them is covered up. How much you want to tear it off. That piece of cloth. And see those shapes, freed up and yours for the taking. When you and your wife, y...
(With thanks to my friend, John, for some special editorial assistance, and to my new friend, Vanilla, who is anything but, for giving me the challenge.) * It started with a dare. I had been corresponding with a woman in London by email. We had hooked up when she sent me feedback about one of my stories on Literotica, and we began teasing and flirting. Sh...
Authors note: This story represents something I might like to happen. The thing is it would be nice if I could find someone likeminded I already know to experiment with rather than having to meet strangers and so forth and that more about me personally. Here is a story about how it might occur. I am actually going to get very autobiographical here and I have...
The setting sun set fire to the sky as Jasper smoothly navigated his sleek black jaguar around the curves of a twisting mountain road. His hair almost glowed gold in the light. Kate appreciated the way he handled the car, like he handled everything as far as she could tell, with calm, cool control. The city faded behind them as the estates grew further and f...
Let me state right off that this is not a defense of abuse, sexual tourism, sexual coercion, lying, manipulation, molestation, rape, sexual harassment, misogyny, or any other such unethical behavior or personal/institutionalized prejudice. This IS, however, a direct critique on compulsory, coerced, and mandatory convention, no matter how that "convention" p...
Thus began his best days. Kit would call him and his heart would race. She was true to her word and never called when someone else was there. Sometimes he wondered how she got the timing so right, how she just KNEW he was alone, but suddenly Daren didn't care, he just wanted her to continue to know. Her voice made his heart skip beats. He even looked down at...
The Meeting I sat in the Pavilion, waiting. I looked up at the atrium of rooms, the various carts scattered about, the maids pushing open doors to change the sheets, sniff the sheets and collect the pool for who had the most rooms with sex in them. The thought bounced around inside my head and I pulled my eyes down from those lurid heights and scanned the s...
Location: A road in/to a classified location 1800 hours Mission; Infiltrate, gather visual evidence of the growth of the local females age 18-24, extract. Secrecy and stealth-vital. Weapons: none Back-up: none. We enter this mission alone. There will be no official help from our government. If we're caught, we will be treated as spies and sent to prison. We,...
The box on the bed was beautifully wrapped! Shiny red foil paper and a wide, black ribbon criss-crossed the package. Atop the big box was a black bow. "What an interesting color scheme," you laugh to yourself. Gently removing the bow and ribbon, the card falls to the floor at your feet. "OPEN THE BOX FIRST" is printed in large block letters on the card's r...
Most people have, at best, a half-baked understanding of daemons. Even the people who should know better will make foolish errors based on superstition and misinformation - and suffer as a result. The most common and dangerous misconception is that a daemon can be controlled indefinitely. Daemons can be summoned, of course. Skilled practitioners can even bin...