Midnight Visitor

It was always there, from my teen years,the re-occuring fantasy of a man in a mask and cape.A ‘Zorro’ fantasy if you will.I would play it out in my head as my fingers played with my pussy.I would achieve a blasting orgasm. Even as I went about my day

The Afterparty

“Ow!!”
I turned, peering through the darkness to see Rachel sitting on the sidewalk. “I fell.” she burst into giggles.
What a dumb drunk, I thought. But involuntarily, I started laughing also. Perhaps the last couple Bacardi Silvers had been u

The Masters

I was awakened by a rough shake and then a push. I found myself on the floor, my eyes trying to focus on the person standing over me, but the room was too dark. I knew that whoever this person was, he was not my Master. I lay still, waiting. Afte