The story so far; having completed the first date with Harold Plumrose and with over a month until the scheduled second date Sissy Betty Blane spends time at a t-girl club with Cindy. ***** When I got home from the Hollywood Hills I barely had the strength to remove my makeup. I was so exhausted I just wanted to flop on the bed and pass out, but I persever...
This story is based loosely on some real experiences and is mixed with a healthy dose of my kinky and perverse imagination. What is included is a lot of bisexual FF – a little MM, MF. There is punishment, spanking, exhibitionism, wrestling, groups and a little incest. It is primarily a fantasy. Do not try this at home – and always be safe. Also, all of the c...
The physical satisfaction that Vijaya derived from the illicit sex acts she'd engaged in with her brother-in-law and his lesbian friend was short-lived. Once her lust-crazed body had been satisfied, guilt rushed in to settle over her like a dark cloud. It was a familiar feeling for the lovely Tamil beauty. She had felt exactly the same way after each p...
I was sitting here thinking about our conversation earlier, about me meeting you in London for a few days, and my mind wandered. Imagine this, Its summer time, and I am waiting at the airport to meet you, I am feeling sooo damned excited, can't believe that I am finally going meet you, my heart is thumping with anticipation, butterflies in my tummy are thre...
Janet was 43. She'd been a widow for more than two years, and for all of that time she realized how hopelessly incapable she was of controlling the misbehavior of her only child, her daughter Melanie. Janet's late husband had tried to discipline the girl, by grounding her and cutting off her allowance, but he'd had little success. And then Janet, on her own,...
Ashley and I virtually grew up together. She is a year older than me. Our parents were friends and she was like my big sister. Usually this type of relationship fades when puberty starts, but that was unique about her. She is very loyal and caring. Not that she is a saint by any means. She is not easily influenced by outside sources or opinions of others. We...
Yesterday, the National Hockey League held its All-Star Game in Atlanta, GA, the home of who-cares-about-hockey. Being an avid hockey fan, I planned to watch it because I was alone at home and wouldn't be disturbed with constant chatter. My wife was away with my daughter Nikki until late last night; my son-in-law was away on a winter camping trip; and my gra...
Author's Note: This is a true story about an experience that some may call "a man's ultimate fantasy." It involved my lover and yours truly. Everyone romantically involved should have a night like the one I am about to describe. It happened because of his desire to watch a woman sexually arouse me. Of course, we know this male wish is nothing new; almost eve...
Chapter 8: The Registration The next day as Ginny lay locked in the machine she felt the attachment swing round and stop just short. A thin jet of oil squirted from its tip and coated her cunt lips. She felt the tickling impact of the oil land just below her back entrance, some of it splashing onto that tight opening. She instinctively cinched her muscles t...
"Area 33...can I help you?" "Sethman...how's it going, bro?" It was Geno, one of my good buddies. We drank together, smoked dope together, and talked music together. I was always happy to hear his voice. He was always in a good mood, and always had something up his sleeve. He reminds you of Tony Danza, Jefferson Darcy, and Arthur Fonzarelli rolled into one...