It is official -- summertime is over. Our usual summer philanthropy of selling trinkets, crap, and dust collectors is supposed to be an all-summer project, but everyone is running around the neighborhoods, knocking on doors, and trying to hock as much of this stuff as we can. I never figured out the connection - if we are good at selling this stuff, how does...
I used to get around the country in my work as a land agent and would sometimes come across single women, either unmarried divorced or widowed. On a few occasions romance would blossom. This is a true story of one of those romances. I drove up the farm driveway on a sunny late summer afternoon to a modern house, and getting out of my car I knocked at the do...
Hi, this is Tim again, and this is a continuation of my adventure with my then-girlfriend Louise back in college. Previously I shared how in our freshman year, Louise became a black cock slut and I, her cuckold. We were both indoctrinated into the "Club" on campus when Jerome, a massively-hung black adonis athlete fucked my girlfriend in front of me and knoc...
In April 1978, the premier magazine of apartment house wrestling ran a spread on a phenomenal match between a beautiful, sleepy-eyed, French seductress named Gaby and a blonde, American beauty, oh-so-appropriately named Angel—what a piece of heaven. That spring these two beauties exploded in one of the most erotically charged matches I'd seen in a long time,...
This is the first in a series of "stand alone" stories of a female submissive/slave who will come to be known as "sclabh". While there is certainly a difference (subtle to some, not so subtle to others) between a submissive and slave this will be played out as time progresses. Much of what appears in the series is from my (its) experiences as a slave and occ...
Condo Games #3, #4, #5, and #6 Game 21 Condo game #3 FRIDAY. A funny thing happened as two boys knocked at the door for maybe the second or third day of games, guessing it was on Friday. We'd arrived up there on the Thursday or Friday before. We had other things on our minds than what day it was! The guy across the hall, mid 40's, was standing in his do...
The next two weeks proved to be uneventful at work. Don't get me wrong that's exactly what you want in my line of work. Do the 12.25 and get back to the house to relax. I was getting more and more settled into my own routine and getting used to this single lifestyle. Hell I did what I wanted, went where I wanted and felt no pressure to do this or do that. Su...
"Then come do something about it," she challenged, the laugh still shimmering in her voice. "Oh I will," she could hear the grin in his tone. Suddenly she got an idea, as he padded across the room she took a couple steps back, he passed her and she stifled a giggle. She slowly, as silently as possible went over to the supply cabinet, most people brought t...
While I have had matches with females on the mixed wrestling circuit this match was going to be quite different. My other matches were straight wrestling with the win decided by a submission. This one was going to be more of a sexfight where points would be awarded for submissions, forced organisms, and organisms achieved by the aggressor. The rules were sim...
This is a true story that I'm almost ashamed to tell, but it gives an insight as to how powerful my exhibitionist urges can get. Many years ago, on a warm sunny afternoon during the college holidays when I was just 18, I lay naked on my bed with my eyes closed, gently masturbating while listening to music through headphones. A splash of sunlight fell thr...