This is part two, or should I say there is a long story that leads up to this taking place. I met Maria out clubbing when I was in my early twenties, and she was just eighteen. She was tiny, with black hair. She was gorgeous and danced nonstop. I could no...
The next Sunday morning, I went through the usual routine of going to Mass and then having lunch with my family. I wished I could call Gina for some encouragement to calm my nerves a bit, but I knew neither of us would have the privacy to talk about what...
My eyes pop open when he shifts and sighs under me. Raising my cheek from his sticky chest, I peer at the clock. Barely thirty minutes have passed since we laid down for a nap after work, twenty or so since my spit-slicked hands caressed his cock to a spu...
Shortly after arriving home from work and changing into my comfy cotton pants and t-shirt, I hear the unmistakable sound of the garage door opening. He’s home! A minute later, the garage closes and I hear the inner door clunk shut. I meet him in the livin...
Sunday was a slow start for the both of us. It wasn’t until morning that Cheryl really felt how much wine she’d had the night before, and I had been tossing and turning through the night, my mind racing. I’d wake convinced I’d forgotten something, and I’d...
In the bustle surrounding my return to college for sophomore year, I didn’t have much time to think about my introduction to gay sex during a weekend at the lake with my best friend. Not that it ever left my mind completely; sucking my first cock was not...
The three of us snuggled together until Cora woke. She blushed when she noticed Bridget on the other side of me. Their eyes met, and both smiled, each saying good morning to the other. Cora stated the obvious, "I slept with Wren last night, Bridget. And s...
I was sitting staring at the screen, absent-mindedly chewing the end of a strand of my red hair when the Features Editor wandered over. “Jackie, have you heard of K-Pop?” I grinned at him. “Well yeah, but I don’t think that’s exactly my scene. I think I h...
Casting aside the typewriter, I curse my writer’s block. Give up, write another story. Love scenes are too difficult. I lay back in flowers and close my eyes against the bright sunlight. “I need a Muse.” A shadow blocks the rays. My eyes snap open. A bea...
I sleep heavily through the night, not even stirring when you carry me to our bed. I only begin to rouse the next morning around nine o’clock. I wake then from the feel of your checking my diaper. I groan awake and turn to you. “Daddy, thank you so much...
The Waterbury Hills High School men’s swim season was just starting. The team was a mix of the younger new swimmers and the six more experienced varsity swimmers who would be graduating at the end of the year. “Great job everyone,” Coach Travis announced...
It's been nine months since visiting "The Brickyard" and I was nervous all over again. I was now the ripe old age of seventeen and my measurements were 39D - 19 - 32. I still have a hard little butt, big nipples and cunt lips that were swollen with excite...
…..A king? A completely, utterly, absolutely, entirely useless king! Holy shit was I in for it now! The king was a nice card but of absolutely no use to me whatever. Patrick’s straight was good enough, and my hope of waving a full house in his face was da...
….A jack!! That gave me a full house, beating Patrick’s straight! A whoop of triumph left my lips. What an incredible rush! I mean, it’s sweet to win, but when victory drops into your hands after escaping from the clutches of almost certain defeat it has...
Pamela was a princess Prim and proper was her style Pickiness personified Perfection made her smile. She knew the proper people Played polo (always won) Putting people in their places Was Pam’s idea of fun. Her suitor, Peter Perrin (A prick who drove a Po...
