As he strolls into the bedroom, his fingers tingle with excitement. His desire burns hotter than all the candles scattered around the room. There upon the bed reclines his object of desire, his passion incarnate. Supple mounds beckon for his attention, urging his tongue to action, yet he resists. A raging battle ensues in his
We had an early supper because this Saturday was the monthly party at the club. This month they’d rented the German Canadian Club for the event.After a sweet shower fuck he watched me dress in the outfit he’d chosen.First my sissy boi purple lace bra, panties and garter belt. Then I smooth the white nylons
Well actually the view of Cathy’s spanked bottom rarely left my mind for the rest of the week. For those who have not read the first chapter my girlfriend Debs had spanked Cathy while Cathy’s mum Meg and I had watched. Meg and I ended up doing more than watching. It had been agreed that
Jared Strane opened his old bedroom door and surveyed the room. He was home for the weekend from college for one last look at his room before the new kid took it over. Jared had spent four years in the Army before college and was a senior this year, so he rarely ever came home
Note: Unlike my last two submissions, I actually did not make this up. This is how I really had my first sexual experience. And even if the reading isn’t as erotic as maybe I’d like it to be, the experience itself was one of the most heart-racing and exhilarating experiences of my life. So keep
We are on vacation on a cozy little resort island where we have rented out a private beach and villa, and our only interruptions are when we call our host for a food delivery. It is our first trip together in our six-month-old relationship. You run your own craft business and spend the rest of
I glanced down at my watch. Only 45 minutes until my shift was over and the airport would close. Things were usually slow at this hour, but vigilance was essential. The Air Traffic Control tower was always peaceful at night. There were only a few small overhead lights, just enough to see where all the
I didn’t go into the office the day after the dinner party. Nick wanted to spend time at the townhouse and he had booked it for a week. We were going to celebrate my progress and discuss our permanent contract and commitment. I was excited and nervous at the same time.Nick sent me to the
Unlike some of my other work, this is a relatively short, more sex-focused standalone story. I wanted to try out writing some femdom and BDSM stuff from the perspective of a male character, as that’s something I haven’t really done before. Note that while this is set in a sort of vague/generic setting inspired by
Anyone for Tennis, Menace, Dennis?By Nikki KernoviiEpilogue–And Then…3 Months laterSarah settled into a seat at Julie’s kitchen table, cupping a warm cup of tea.”Been up to much?” She asked.”No. Not a lot.”. I sighed. “Work. Eat. TV. Obviously not much in the way of tennis or walks in the dales in this weather. Been to
Great Britain Ch. 3 – LondonNow, I know chapters one and two were both based in countries, and London is a city. I know this! But, while in England, my base of operation was a flat just north of Finchley Road, about three tube stops, or a short bus ride to the famous Abbey Road
“Preparation and Purification”Debbie arrived at the club three hours in advance, as instructed by Master Barkley. She came to the front door of the imposing 19th century palazzo. The doorman greeted her. “Hello, I have a meeting with Mr. Barkley,” she said. She did not call him “Master Barkley” – that was too evocative of
I had to have him, it was as simple as that, he was gorgeous, you understand, six foot two, powerful, dominating, dark hair, an infectious laugh, dazzling smile, he strode towards me, and there he was, blocking out the sunlight, he grabbed two glasses of champagne from my tray, emptied them in an instant and
I got up after another night alone, brewed coffee and lit my first Winston. I turned on the computer to check my email and there it was, a message from Mistress. For those that have followed our relationship you may recall that she had left for an extended lecture series on the west coast with
Leslie and I didn’t speak much over breakfast. I was pensive and couldn’t tell what Leslie was thinking. We were both in a fog of fatigue from lack of sleep. I didn’t want to further mess up things that were still raw for both of us.She was far more understanding than I expected, or deserved.
This is the fifth installment in my “Kimmy’s Adventures” series about a college track star and her sexual exploits.This is realistic fiction in that it involves people and events that could happen, however all characters are made up. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. The college referenced in the story is made up.All characters
I was sound asleep. The bedroom windows had blackout curtains. The full volume Metallica music did not keep me from going to sleep or staying asleep.What did wake me was Bethany’s warm wet mouth sucking my hairy balls in her mouth. Her two hands jacking my cock, her long blonde hair tickling my stomach, thighs
It was our first vacation in 2 years and we wanted to get away somewhere quiet, somewhere private, even for just a short period of time. Searching the internet, I found a cabin a few miles away from home. We rented it for 4 days, leaving Thursday night and returning on Sunday. I was really
My name is Harold Sims. I teach human biology to seniors at East Middle High in Southern California. To get the background on what is going on here I suggest starting with Part 01.For the next couple months the extra credit program didn’t grow at all. This was fine with me. I was getting the
So now that Frank is aware of the situation involving these girls, he wants to take things slowly. There’s no music playing, just the faint sounds of 18 year old girls whispering. Frank first takes off his shirt. The girls stop, take a long look at Frank’s bare chest, and their jaws drop to the