Chuck walked towards a bar near to his hotel. He knew that Canal Street was the gay area of the city but he also knew that it was also the most lively area for pubs and clubs. And Chuck was happy and confident with his sexuality so he didn’t see it as a problem. Almost
My wife, Nicolett, and I have been together for a few years. We had a pretty good sex life, but did not venture into the kinkier side of things. I had shared some of my fantasies and wants but she either would give a hard “no” or never try, even if I asked while we
I awoke at 6:45am, which is not unusual for me, for many days I am already gone to work. But I figured I could sleep in some, especially after the workout we gave one another until midnight last night. We were still in the same position that we fell asleep in the night before, with
On the short drive to the venue Sarah reminded me, “Eroticism, unlike simple sexual activity, is a psychological quest. Erotica is simply high-class pornography; better produced, better conceived, better executed, better packaged, designed for a better class of consumer. It is always difficult to define between the erotic and the pornographic. “The erotic is a
In the afterglow she asked if she could tell me about one of her sexual fantasies, something she is very good at articulating. “We are both naked sitting on high stools facing each other. We are both going to watch each other receive oral sex from people we have never met before. “A male we
It had been a few weeks since I had returned from the conference in Chicago. The events that had transpired had been mind blowing. I had met a short little black girl in her mid-20s named Mya. She had an apparent fantasy about finding a white boyfriend. She found that and me and in the
“This is me,” Megan said, pointing to a charming Victorian-style two-story with strands of ivy ascending the old brick walls. She turned off the tree-shaded sidewalk, through the creaky white picket gate, and headed down the winding garden path as I followed along. “If my stepmom is home, she’ll be all chatty,” she warned. “Just
She stripped naked. Becky turned the shower on and looked in the mirror at her nude curves before stepping in the shower. Tonight was the big game for her beloved Cougars. Where she slept was decked out in school colors: red and white. She left the shower curtain open. She was kind of in a
I was in my early thirties before I gave my sex drive full expression. My body had matured by then and I had learnt my ass was my best feature. I loved the excitement of flaunting it for both sexes, the reaction and men licking and kissing it as foreplay. I am to please and
The figure trembled as it stroked the last pair of mind-controlled panties it had made. The fun of this game was exquisite. It savored shaping young girls’ minds into its sluts. Turning good girls into whores, bad girls into virgins, and a whole host of other naughty designs. But too much of a good thing
Chuck (stag), Jacinto (best man) and the three mates were all on their way back to the hotel after several beers in town. “Why arent we going to the strip club, it’s a stag do!” Chuck asked. “Oh I have something much better waiting for us at the hotel” Jacinto said with a huge smile
Having graduated high school I was looking forward to getting out on my own. I found an apartment I could afford in a neighborhood that was going through a “transition” which meant it wasn’t the most desirable place to live. The complex was large and old with half the buildings closed for renovation. I was
“Relax, Andrew. It’s just a party. Yeah, sure there will be girls there, but it’s not like they’re serial killers or something,” I tell my best friend as we make our way to the party. I swear he’s always like this. So worried about everything. I don’t know how the kid has survived this long.
The previous weeks had been difficult. In a household breaking apart, each night we would go to sleep to the bitter shouting matches of our parents piercing the wooden floorboards. The only way to protect ourselves against the ravages of the interminable conflict and terror of the not knowing what might happen next, was to
We drove for a couple of hours and finally reached the plot of land that belonged to a friend of his who was letting us borrow it. We set up camp and went fishing and were having a great time. It was a rather hot day and the night didn’t cool it off too much,