No, she hasn't yet. Yet... But she knows I want it, and sometimes she'll use it to tease me - and herself - while we're having hot sex. Now, I know there's some out there that'll call me a "sick fuck," "a wimp," - you post your obnoxious comments on the very stories that I like most: ones of men who share their wives, or watch them with others, or enjoy the...
What the hell was he doing? The thought throbbed in his head, numbing his mind to the fact he was once again driving to the Hilton, while Sabra waited for him at home. Sabra. Just over six feet in height, a bodacious blonde that fired every man's fantasy. They had suffered a lot over the last twenty years as an interracial couple. Pregnant in high school, th...
...story picks up from chapter 2. ++++++ I'm enjoying the comment reviews and the emails. Keep em coming. I'm impressed that my audience is so educated. though, to the reviewer with the PHDs, I got a little advice for you: get a spell checker. And by the way, PHD stands for 'piled high and deep' and in your case the hole you dug for yourself is twice as d...
My girlfriend Laura and I were very open with each other, especially sexually. Of course we enjoyed 'normal' sex (whatever the hell that is) but we also weren't afraid to get a little kinky. When I told her I sometimes liked to be on the receiving end of anal sex, she quite happily fingered my ass with a well lubed finger to loosen me up and then fucked my a...
Chapter 1: Click -Present- Wild raven tresses draped past tanned shoulders, caressing soft and pliant skin that always fascinated him. Her body was a mosaic of mocha hues from her dark chocolate nipples that sat atop firm cocoa breasts to the creamy insides of her curvy thighs. However, even now, she still looked defiant with tear stained cheeks and swolle...
Dear Master -- I am so horny tonight that I cannot think of anything but you. I can't help but fantasize about last Wednesday. My hand keeps teasing my nipples, taunting them like you did. I keep thinking about how your hand was buried so deep in my pussy. The image of you lying flat on my bed, one hand casually behind your head as you looked up at me wit...
"He's having that dream again." "Persistent little son-of-a-bitch, isn't he?" "Permit me to remind you, Commander Yadoni, that you were the one who introduced him to the visual of Carina." "I know, but I also introduced him to Fellina and Martina's visuals also." "And he imprinted on her." "Yes. You should be offering me congratulations, Soloni. Phase O...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
Taking pictures thrills me. That is not true of my generally indifferent wife, depending on mood and lighting. A flash going off is an unnecessary distraction from her intense concentration, as capturing her cumming is one of my major pursuits. She doesn't mind the occasional session, and I can't resist them. Admittedly, my picture taking skills suffer mar...
Susie had been serving tea and finger foods all evening at one of her Masters formal teas. Being a slave, she was in charge of the kitchen and making sure that everything ran smoothly, so as not to be punished in front of all of his friends. But, things went smoothly and later in the party, she was surprised with a play session as a reward for her services....