Well, some of you asked for this, so you only have yourselves to blame! Again, it's an extract from a singularly unfinished work-in-progress. There could be more to come, although there is little sex in what remains. We'll see. Give me the Man, Part two Ardan's father was just beginning his breakfast when Ardan reached the guesting house. He smiled at...
I enjoy pushing my boytoy to the limit. The other night I spent all evening teasing him and making his balls fuller and fuller, using different parts of his body to make myself cum, but not letting him cum, or even touch his aching cock. I used him over and over again, until it was time to get ready to go out. Just before we went out for a drink with friend...
Duncan Cyrus, age 20, Landlord's Sister The bastard thought I was lying. I warned him; his wife warned him for me I know. I came back after my break, and before I left I had already paid him for the month of January, because I wouldn't have been back in time and my job allowed it because it closed for that time period. I came back to my place and it was in...
My wife Mary and I were visiting old friends of ours Tony and Denise in Yorkshire for a week away from London in the late summer of 1986. Mary was teasing me during the drive north by shifting forward in her seat and lifting the front of her skirt, showing her bare thighs above her stocking tops. We arrived at their place just after lunchtime and I sat in...
III. - Sarah's Challenge When the doorbell rang, it didn't bother Sarah too much. It happened occasionally and she just ignored it. She certainly didn't want to let anybody in, even if it was one of her few more trusted friends. The risk of them finding out about her secret was just too big and on second or third glance, she couldn't explain the wetness on...
“We have the rent to pay. What are we going to do?”, I said to my husband, Bill. “I don’t know. I know we are behind in the rent. Maybe something will work out.” “You’ve been saying that for a long time. I know you couldn’t help from being laid off at your good job. But, I’m getting desperate.” “Betty, you know I’m trying. We’re both working at McDonalds...
During the early years of our marriage my work obliged us to move house fairly frequently and while this entailed considerable upheaval, it also provided fresh pastures for me to expand my options with regard to making Jane available. Following a move to a rented house near Wolverhampton we began, on occasions, to use our local pub - the place was a nondes...
It was early morning with the autumn light shining behind the barge as I followed the westerly flow of the canal through the sleepy housing estates with only the occasional dog walker or jogger wrapped up against the frost awake at this hour. I cruised on past Haslam Park and soon entered the open countryside of the Fylde. Great flocks of starlings swirled...
I was off work early that day. I was in our apartment alone. My wife, Trish, was still at work and would be for about 2 more hours. I had quietly settled in with a bourbon and water when I heard a knock on the door. As I opened the door, I recognized Judith, the wife from next door. She had a strained look on her face as she said, "I've locked myself out! I'...
It was my 20th birthday and Georgina was going to cook me a nice meal at the caravan where she lived, and then I said we would go out for a drink to the little pub where we had been some months previously. She was now over 50 but I think I had given her a new lease of life in her middle age, and we both loved it. She had a great figure for her age, dyed blo...