Getting the perfect angle of a cumshot when you don't know it's (pardon the pun) coming, is a tricky business. It's not a skill I thought I would ever have to develop, but here I am. I'm Paul, and this is the story of how I came to be the person all my friends call upon to film them fucking. Being a perv is certainly a good starting point. I am a perv. That...
This is the twenty-first episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous twenty episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternativ...
Watching my Negro workers harvest the corn under the warm Louisiana sun made my heart smile. As I sat on the verandah, rocking back and forth on my cane rocking chair, I felt tears run down my withered old face. For they reminded me of an old slave I once had the pleasure of knowing, one called Sylvia. I inherited the farm many years ago from a wealthy uncl...
For my wife's 40th birthday a bunch of friends decided to have a happy hour for her. As a stay-at-home mom with 2 kids the ladies decided that a "girls night out" was better than a family event. Since I wasn't invited I did not participate in the planning but at one point one of her friends asked me if I thought a stripper would be in order. I quickly agree...
That night began like any other Friday night: martinis at 6:00, dinner at 8:00, and a cocktail or two at the local tavern. Barb and I decided that evening we'd only have side orders. We both had a good buzz on and didn't want to ruin it by overeating. By 9:00, Barb was feeling no pain. We settled in at a nearby tavern. The patrons looked to be about our ages...
My wife, Debi, had not always been a disciplinarian. Early in our marriage, I had begged her to spank me. If I could have found any reason to make her furious enough to get out the leather and go to work on my behind, I would have done it in no time flat. "I don't know, Raymond. That's really not for me." "Oh, c'mon, Debi. Just pretend I'm your son and I d...
The ad read: Is your fiancée an out-of-control Bridezilla? If so, we can cure her within one week, guaranteed. Tony liked the sound of that. Megan had been just hung up her cell phone after screaming down the line at somebody about the ribbons she'd been sent being burgundy, and not the mauve she actually ordered. Well, Tony was sick and tired of all th...
(Blowing in the winds of most beaches and creeks the weed from Europe grows called the California cane! At one point it was used for constructing adobe homes it is now considered a nuisance weed choking the riverbeds and creeks of California. Leave it to devious kinky minds to find a use for this weed for BDSM play! A simple snap of a single branch and strip...
Fabiola quickly reviewed the list of things she needed to do before tomorrow. "Everything is set, I hope everything turns out as I planned," she thought to herself with a sigh. "Now if only the weather would cooperate with me" she whispered. She quickly glanced at the kitchen clock, "2:30 am....better get back to bed before Russ notices I'm not there." Quie...
My cellphone buzzed in my pocket with a new text message. Flipping it open, I felt a stab of excitement in my stomach and in my cock as I read what it said: "8:00 tonight - bring your blindfold and wear her panties." It was from Sharon, my Mistress -- an invitation to be dominated. My mouth ran dry. The rest of that day seemed to take forever. Meetings, te...