Dream Lover, Story 4

A group of us were downstairs – it was a little more ‘finished’ in this dream than it was in real life – there was a low sofa with a beat-up coffee table in front of it. My cousin and a few other people were sitting on the sofa and I was leaning over

Dream Lover, Story 3

I wake up, disoriented, and then, sitting up, realize – I’m at your house, in your sisters bedroom. The room isn’t completely dark – there’s a thin sliver of moonlight coming through a crack in the curtains, which illuminates half my face and body as

Dream Lover, Story 2

In a stroke of dream-logic, we decide that I should spend some time with you to see if what we have can withstand real life. Somehow I explain it to my current boyfriend in a way that makes it okay. If you and I are as compatible in person as we are

Dream Lover, Story 1

In my dream, I’m sitting at the dining room table with Lorie to my left and Doug to my right. We’re having dinner and a bit of slightly strained conversation — we’re comfortable but don’t really know each other.

I hear the front door open f

Speed Thrills

I was jumped in my car and headed for the nearest free-way. It wasn’t long before I spotted a Cree cab dualie with heavy tinted windows. So I slowed down and got ready for the show…
This time I had on a skimpy little see-through number that barel

Sex in public

The rain fell hard all around us. The only light came from a old street light down the road. The droplets glistened off our naked bodies as they ran down and over our chests. He looked at me and watched as droplets wondered their way over my breasts

Sexually Assaulted Woman Feels Lust While Raped

Lonley had he become. No attention would he ever get for the pugnacious, aggressiveness. The cold hearted-ness’s visibility of his character that shined upon him. His unethical qualities had driven people away from him, which lead him being the cultu

THE COCK DANCE

“Do the cock dance for me… please Sailor.” That is what she calls it the “cock dance.” She lays on my bed all laid and happy, in the “glowing” transitional state of “wanting another round, another do, please do me, do whatever you want to do to me.

Submissive at work part two

Submissive at work
I had a great trip fucked by a ton of guys, now back to reality. Dressed in jeans and a tee shirt I sit at my cubical and turn on the computer before going for my morning coffee. No one knows I am wearing panties and stockings und

The Middle

…as the week went on mine and Ronnie’s time together got even better.
So our relationship continued on for years after that wonderful Christmas weekend, and another time in particular I will not forget.
So one morning I was getting ready for s

My very own sugar Daddy

My very own sugar daddy
I sat back stage waiting my turn to dance. It was a gay bar and lots of horny men wanting some young guy to take home with him; the trouble was I wasn’t young. Sure I had a great body slim smooth more fem then anything, and

When Two is Too Easy

Shelly looked over Macenzie’s shoulder in the mirror and drew in a deep breath, swamping herself in the beautiful scent of jasmine. “You looked so beautiful tonight. That little black dress is so sexy. Your husband couldn’t take his eyes off of

Love Knows No Limits

Author’s Note:
This is the first part of my novella, “And so, she cummed”. It portrays Romance as the prevailing theme.
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Cast of Characters:

Major Characters:
Bianca Floris: Protagonist.
R

My first gay camping trip

Paul was a friend of the family and I knew him since I was just a wee lad. My dad and Paul would go camping all the time but since my father past away Paul almost never came around. Before my dad had died he told me that he knew I had feelings for Pa

The Tattooed Man Final Story

Chase stirred and I felt his cock twitch and begin to grow. He slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. A few moments later I heard the shower come on.
I couldn’t help but think about the intensity and depth that we felt in our encounter. I didn

The Tattooed Man 3

As I opened the door he stood there smiling…as if he knew something but wasn’t going to tell. As if his anticipation for what was to come could hardly be contained. He set his bags down…grabbed my hand and had me sit down. Then he said…”Breeze.

The Tattooed Man 2

…And so I set about finding the secrets to my scope. I am very good at this sort of thing and besides I certainly wasn’t going to give in. After a short time I discovered a zoom lense hidden in the tripod. I also learned that the tripod
it self

The Tattooed Man

…The moment our eyes met they were locked together in an unspoken dialog…it was as if I was gazing into a mirror reflecting love and hate. Pleasure and pain. Serenity and chaos. All there is and nothing. I was held captive…by my own desire…