I cannot take credit for the following story. My wife and I agreed that each of us should share our favorite fantasy with one another and this was her gift to me. Dear Roy, My fantasies always include you! It is in seeing you excited...seeing and feeling that beautiful bulge between your legs that really turns me on. Knowing how much you enjoy the thought...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Growing up in the Black Hills meant that I was exposed to the scourge of annual motorcycle rally - or so that is what my parents wanted me to believe. When I was little, we would visit the town during the day and see the crazy clothes, amazing motorcycles, and stare in awe at...
Caleb Douglas is the name and I'm a young African-American stud who's having the time of his life. Seriously. Why is that? Well, let' s see. I'm a full-scholarship student at Ripley College in Boston, Massachusetts. Ripley College was founded in the year 1950 by philanthropist and popular author Patricia Ripley and her husband, billionaire Thomas Highland Sm...
CHAPTER 1 Fired at the age of five-four as part of the vehicle assembly plant's downsizing to ride out the economic downturn, Carson Kline was living alone because his wife had gone to live with her eighty-seven year old mom. Sara had found Carson's increased demand for sex since being out of work intolerable, not that she'd been much interested way back wh...
Beth was riding me hard and fast. The way she always did. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard, that's it, that's it," she grunted, pounding up and down atop me, her pretty face buried in my shoulder, mine at hers. I licked the salty, sweaty skin of the bunched-up silky muscle there as she clutched the pillow behind me and squeezed hard in sexual urgency. "No pro...
It was a typically hot humid morning, despite being after Labor Day. We boarded our plane at Hartsfield International headed for Cancun. This was to be our first trip to the Desire Resort. We have been to nudist resorts before, but not this one. We were looking forward to recharging. Visits to similar resorts in the past helped keep the sexual spark in our...
The rest of the San Francisco trip was pretty much a blur, we shopped and went sightseeing every day, ate at a superb restaurant every night. No one wanted the visit to end and we all left little bits of our heart behind at that wonderful city by the bay. We've thought often about moving back there but the timing hasn't ever been right to do so, although we...
Angel sat at her dressing table and gazed into the mirror. She was preparing herself for tonight's visit to Igwe Orizu and his philosophy circle. Philosophy, however, was not on her mind. Even now she could feel her body tingling in anticipation, and guilt was on the forefront of her mind. She was safely and happily married. Her husband loved her, and she l...
This story is a science fiction/fantasy sex farce. The first chapter is full of new age techno-babble, but after that, it gets frisky. ***** Chapter 1: Chelsea Just as Chelsea returned to The Agency compound from errands and lunch, the alarms from the new improved sensors went off. They were still in the lab being calibrated. The Agency was deploying them...
The following is a work of fiction – for now. It describes a fantasy I fully intend to make as real as possible. Those who have advice regarding the scenario I spin below are welcome to contact me, I am pleased to hear from you! * It's me again, with another could-be-true scenario of sex and lust outside of my marriage, where I don't get laid nearly...