As I lazily drove along in the evening’s dim light and looked down at the hem of my black PVC mini-skirt, I saw that as I passed under the orange glow of the street-lights, the knob-end of my semi-hard cock, my black suspenders and my stocking-tops were plainly visible between my nylon-clad thighs! I seldom
This story I am about to relate is true, a few names have been changed of course but otherwise totally true. My name is Andrew and I have been married to Katie for a little over 8 years. I am 29 and she is 26. From what she has told me she has been sexually
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. The September sun beat down on Lisa through the open sunroof of her blue Acura as she pulled up to her last case of the day in the middle of the projects. The young, 21 year
I am lucky enough to be married to a really awesome woman named Cindy. Cindy is Taiwanese originally, but came to the U.S. at a very young age and is thoroughly Americanized. We met in a bar in New York City when Cindy was celebrating her 22nd birthday. Three years later we were married. Now
One night last week, we stopped into one of those adult bookstores that we frequent. There are a good number of booths in the back but only a few of them have gloryholes. One of them has two which is the one my girl wanted to go into. Little did I know that she had
The cooling effect of autumn made it’s presence known to me as I leant back against the tiles of the toilet with my shoulders and slowly wanked my rigid cock ‘ my lightweight raincoat hanging loosely at my sides. Having been a confirmed tranny for the last fifteen years or so, I was in one
“It will work, trust me.” I said to Jason as we snuck into the bedroom. “I hope it does baby,” Jason said to me as we approached the bed. The bedroom was dark and hard for both of us to see. I was glad I had been in the room many of times and knew
The sun started to set, and my neighborhood’s annual block party was winding down. I was new in town, and one of the few singles on this street of working-class homes. After saying my good nights, I was relaxing in my living room when the bell rang. When I opened the door, five guys in
As a sales engineer I travel around the world meeting with various companies that need my products. My favorite destination is always Amsterdam. Whatever you want or want to do you can do it in Amsterdam. I am a 40 year old single bi male and like all guys I have needs more than just
When I was about fifteen I use to love to read the nasty stuff written on men’s room walls. If it was real nasty I would beat off right there. I read a lot of things that turned me on. I remember some of them very well. I was not familiar with a lot of