Times were high. I was living the good life at my dream college, and going out with the type of girl that never would have given me a second look in my high school days. Lauren was one of those beautiful brunettes with the dark blue eyes that you could tell held within a darker,
It was Wednesday and I was going to be leaving this Friday. Back to the old grind. Dan, my boss, had been pressuring me to fuck him, but I just couldn’t, not that he looked like a pig or anything. Just the opposite! He was tall, tanned and had the build of an Olympic swimmer.
My bath was just starting to cool down when I heard a car coming down the drive to the house. It was my best friend, Alyssa, coming to visit and right on time, as usual. I smiled to myself and got out of the whirlpool, drying off as I heard her make her way inside
Jezebel watched intently as the young girls on the stage swung themselves about brass poles. Their bodies undulated to the rhythm of the music beneath the bluish- purple wash of the lights. It was a Wednesday night and there were relatively few patrons in the club. “Hey, Jezzie!” Eddie yelled from behind the bar. His
Mick knew he was in trouble when he walked in the door. I was standing in the middle of the room and my brother Ed was seated on the couch. We were both a bit hung over from the wedding reception the night before. Mick, my nineteen year old son, had gotten married to this
“And how do we play this game of yours?” I asked. “It’s pretty simple.” Sasha replied, “It’s kind of like the basketball game ‘HORSE’ except it’s different moves on your partner. So, when one couple does a move, the other couple has to mimic it to the best of their ability, and then it’s their
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