10/24/05 As I write this, my left leg is cuffed to the chair. I haven't been to the bathroom in thirteen hours, and Miss Stephanie has insisted that I am not working hard enough on journaling her attentions! The misery is palpable, I must confess. She spent most of last night teasing my poor cock to near distraction..."Now that you keep web journals, dea...
The concept of genetic engineering is one that continues to unnecessarily frighten people. Personally, I don't know what the fuss is about. What kind of person in his or her right mind wouldn't actively strive for self-improvement? Only a total loser wouldn't. All of us try to do it in some way. We strive to achieve things. Make more money. Buy new cars. Mov...
Sam White is your better than average guy – short clipped grey hair washed every third day, clean fingernails, polite to woman, kind to children and is morally sound. Well, almost. At 63, Sam would still be actively engaged in sex but his wife ran off with her fitness trainer, so he's not bothered to find a replacement and that means going without. When you...
It's a bright, beautiful Saturday morning. As much as I'd love to keep you in bed with me, we've a day planned at the lake. I'm going to row you out to a small island crowned by a huge willow tree, and beneath its spreading branches we will feast, drink wine, talk, canoodle and glory in the miracle that has brought us together. But that doesn't mean you'll...
Nervous, little slut? Of course you are. It's your first day at Mistress K's Slutschool and you have so much to learn to even hope to catch up with the bigger, stronger, more experienced boysluts. Well, luckily for you, it's my job to teach little sluts like you how to behave. How to show proper subservience to your betters. Take a seat on that stool there...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Gordon and Donna King stared at Dr. Berkshire in disbelief. The man had just told them what no paren...
If you would like some context before you read this story, read my posting "A Sexual Autobiography" first. It will provide some background on Elizabeth, Alain and myself, the life we lead, and where my role as a smoke slave fits into our life together. My family and friends know Elizabeth and myself as non-smokers. Our children believe that we consider smok...
The alarm goes off on your cellphone promptly at six in the morning just like it does every morning. And as normal you have a massive erection between your legs. As with every morning you have several options at your disposal.What's next? Just beat it off quietly in bed Just ignore it and go take a shower Wander the neighborhood naked and see what happens...
In his position of handyman at the Embury Apartments in Saratoga Springs, Matt Avery got to interact with many ladies during the course of his workday, and even though the community catered to those 55 and up, that didn't bother the muscular 31-year-old divorced man a bit. All his life he had seemed to get along better with older women, a theory reinforced...
This is the third chapter of a long story about a vicious and remorseless criminal and a group of people with unusual lifestyles who attempt to combat him. It is written in two ways. Sections which tell the personal lives of the participants are told in the form of memoirs. These are headed with personal names e.g. Philip and Denise, Ivy and Ginny. They cont...