It started out as a shared fantasy during sex, which then turned into a scene to play out whenever love-making got a little humdrum, and then finally a half-drunken dare. Even after the dare Paul had no real fear that the dare would come true. At least that's what Paul kept telling himself even when things were progressing otherwise. The dare just refused to...
The first time I saw him was after a play downtown. It was storming quite badly, the kind that tend to render your windshield wipers useless. My wife and I were in the car on the way home, both of us grumpy because we were wet and uncomfortable. The play was good, but we were eager to pick up baby Kylie from her grandma's house. Maybe a little too eager. I w...
I searched through my bag, but just couldn't find my keys. I was desperate to get inside my house and into the arms of my wonderful husband, and as I searched I kept vowing to myself that I would never go out with Sharon ever again. Finally I found them, and struggled to get my key into the lock, then I let myself in and looked for Peter. I finally found him...
Her eyes hovered over those words on the screen, "Maybe we should meet up." She just stared at them, trying to sort her racing thoughts. Did she even want this to turn into reality? She's been perfectly happy with their virtual relationship. It was supposed to just be an online thing, she never considered making it real. She really didn't know what to say...
Shaking the cobwebs from my head, I crawled out of bed and headed for the shower. "Good Morning." Tina was already up and in the kitchen. Not being a morning person, I turned and tried to smile before closing the door behind me. For the next twenty minutes as I showered, I tried not to think about what was going to happen this afternoon. The idea of my wif...
Please note that this and my other works are mainly fantasy and should not be read by those not into heavy BDSM. This is the first of the new "slave william and slave michelle" adventures. Some scenes are close to reality that I have experienced and all are others are ones that I would like to experience first hand. If you dislike my writings, please be matu...
If you want it come and get it, I said, stroking my long and thick Black cock while looking at Amina, my gorgeous new wife. My favorite short, skinny Black Muslim chick looked at me nervously. I'm ready for you, I said with authority. She looked at me with a meek expression on her dark, pretty face. If you don't do what I tell you, there will be hell to pay,...
Beads of sweat formed on Michael's brow as he watched Tony's head disappear between his wife's thighs. A moment later he heard Jen moan, and he knew Tony's tongue had found her clit. Tony pushed her legs farther apart, giving him complete access to her pussy. He reached up and fondled her tits as he ate her. Michael felt he was good at eating pussy, but Je...
We attend a recurring party, put on by a very private, very special group of people my wife and I are part of. I have been to 6 or 7 of these parties, and I was feeling pretty comfortable with myself at these events with these people. This is a good thing, because the first few parties are not that easy. Thoughts such as 'Will any of the women want to be wit...
The voice in her head just would not let up. "Run..run...run...run...run..run..run...run....," That's all Sherry Mitchum had heard for the past 18 years. Going all the way back to when she was a budding young track star in Huntsville, Texas, about an hour North of Houston, all the teenager seemed to hear, whether she was doing her homework, going to church...