It was pure torture for me: naked, handcuffed to the headboard of my bed, watching my best friend make out with my girlfriend. They were standing at the side of the bed, making sure everything they were doing was visible to me. When I say torture, I should add the word divine. They had stripped…
Rio Grande Part 2 In Part 1, I was fucked by a couple of bisexual students and left with just a pair of boxers and my shoes after a rather intense session. My friend Jim and I plot to play a trick on them in return. Unlike some of the first part, this really is…
Johnathon looked at his watch. She was late…again. Every week they have dinner and talk about their day. Kimberly was one of his best friends. He smiled at the memory of how they met. She worked in the Emergency Room of the local hospital, and he was taking a prisoner from the jail in to…
After Coach Ryan left Rochelle and I fell asleep facing each other. Somehow during the night Rochelle had moved closer to me and now had her arm over my slender stomach. I laid there feeling her skin against mine. I thought about the past few weeks and wondered if I was becoming a whore. I…
An Ordinary Afternoon M and I had spent the night at a romantic bed and breakfast in a little, mountain town. When we woke up in the morning, I was my normal, horny self, but she wasn’t feeling well–she sometimes suffers from altitude sickness. So we ate breakfast and walked around a bit, and then…
Ellie Dor is a very sweet and passionate girl. She loves to look up at the sky, whether it’s during the day or late at night. She loves the sound of thunderstorms with all the thunder and lightning. Laying in bed with nothing to do, Ellie can easily get lost in a good book such…
Two (Part 2) The question, of course, was “what next?” It took a couple of weeks before the right idea hit me. I was sure Amy was interested in sleeping with Allison (at least when she was turned on, which is the vast majority of the time), but I wasn’t certain what Allison wanted, if…
I never thought I could find true love, especially one like this. Life seemed more like a dream, unreal, unsolvable, untouchable. But there she was in front of me, her body like a work of art. Her mind and thoughts created an atmosphere that I could sit in for hours, breathing deeply, marinating in, taking…
I looked over at Rochelle and Coach Ryan. They smiled at Chris and I. All I could think about was I really hope we don’t get into trouble for what we were doing, and I hope that Coach Ryan wasn’t able to see anything that we were doing. Him calling my parents and telling them…
Vicky and I had had known each other for almost a month before I asked her out. She said yes and I was in seventh heaven. She was that “beautiful” woman you see strolling around any campus or corporate office. The one guys have wet dreams about but are afraid to with and the one…
Hello Luis. I much prefer to use that name. It conjures images of golden-brown skin and thick, silky hair. So much more appropriate than the other you use, I think. I don’t believe I want to know what your real name is. In my fantasy it must be a Continental name, something French or Italian….
For a friend who I offered to write a story for…                       The hotel room is large and luxurious. The word expensive comes to mind. You tremble, standing to the side of the king-sized bed, but not in fear, well maybe a little. No, you’re really trembling with excitement. He stands a few feet in front…
Sweat was pouring down my body. I could feel a drip slide down the groove of my spine under my loose t-shirt, into the waistband of my spandex shorts. Gasping in a breath I pushed one more time, lifting the weight for my final rep, slowly exhaling as I pushed the bar from my chest….
I am a stripper, a hooker in the eyes of many. In the eyes of the narrow minded anyway. But I am far from a filthy street hooker. I always play safe, I lead a normal life with a decent boyfriend (at least until two weeks ago), I never do drugs, as all the other…
This might be my last story about my sexual adventures with my MIL. Sometimes things take a wrong turn and this time it did. After my last writing my MIL said we should meet at her place just for something different. She said her mother was going out with some of her family members and…