“I swear,” she said to herself in a whisper, peeping through the partially opened door, “That’s all he thinks about.” Crystal stood naked except for her sleep shirt which did not completely cover her ass nor her smooth-shaven pussy. She was spying on her best friend’s husband, Terry while he stood in the bathroom, jacking off again. His iPhone lay on the granite countertop in front of him, glowing in the darkness with the...

Honey sat in the car, smiling to herself, thinking of what had taken place just fifteen minutes ago. She still felt the sweet soreness and pleasure of her newly lost virginity. The wetness in her panties was a mixture of her fluids and his. Drops of their combined remains began to soak through the crotch of her denim cutoffs. She couldn’t resist touching the darkening spot between her legs, smiling to herself like girls d...

“Hey, Coach,” she shouted, closing the door of her mother’s BMW, “I didn’t know you would be here.” “Hey, Cramer,” Coach Brewer said as he waved, “Yep, every Saturday. You here for batting practice?” “Yes sir,” she answered. “Use the last cage,” he pointed, “I just loaded it with balls.” The small-town high school was poised for its first state softball championship in years and junior Honey Cramer was their star player....

Oh shit. I hadn’t considered this aspect of it. Hadn’t even thought about it. Well, it was different. Karen, my wife, had wanted a threesome for months. We had been married for five years and even when we were dating, I knew she was sexually overheated. She wanted it three times every day. Sometimes more. Clark, one of my closest friends, was the guy she chose. He and I had been friends since high school. It took me a min...

I didn't want to go. Hell, I never wanted to go to these things. My wife’s side of the family was like that. They loved to throw parties and have get-togethers. Birthday parties, graduations, weddings, all the regular shit. They did it every week. Yeah, I’m probably exaggerating a bit. Not every week but at least once a month. It was always crowded and every retard in the family showed up. It wasn’t all bad, the ones I ac...

“Our child is dead, Minos,” Pasiphae cried, holding onto the massive body of her monster child. That beast is not my child, Pasiphae,” Minos corrected sternly, “You know that to be true.” “You are responsible,” she argued, “If you had only sacrificed that bull, Poseidon would not have cursed me.” “What is done cannot be undone, my queen,” he conceded, “But I will not mourn the result of your sin.” “My sin? You know I had...

As he replayed the memory of the night before, Terry couldn’t get the image of his co-worker fucking his wife out of his head. It was an erotic vision as he remembered from his vantage around the corner. He saw their bodies, still dressed but for their underwear that hung at their ankles. He heard the sounds of their sex and the filthiness of their obscenities spoken in their lust. Sitting behind his desk, he stroked his...

“Suzy?” I asked my best friend, “Hell no. There is no way.” “Bet me then,” Bret challenged.” “My wife would never fuck you. It’s a fucking bet.” “Okay, in your house, while you are there, tonight. You can’t get mad or divorce her.” The workday passed quickly and it was time to go. Having called, Suzy knew he was coming home with me. “Make yourself at home, Bret,” I said after kissing Suzy, “I’m going to shower.” “Dinner i...

How did I get here? Well, if you have a few minutes, I can try to catch you up. It was all by accident, really. This was not the way I saw my life going. I’m not complaining, you understand. It’s just totally opposite of my ambitions. Sure, I wanted to be a public figure. That’s why I went to school. I graduated with a master's in multimedia reporting and communications from Columbia University. I learned how to use my vo...

Bobby and I had changed the venue of the party. I thought that my shower would suffice. On further reflection, however, we decided that the pool deck would better serve our needs. The men had started arriving. Bozeman had arrived, early of course, with his buddies, Jimmy and his twin brother Jay. I was amazed at how identical they were. Mr. Harvey was here along with Jerry, the janitor, Mr. Boyd, and Mr. Jones. A knock on...

I led Bobby through the crowded corridor, my face covered in cum from the principal and his assistant. I had sucked three cocks this morning and it was only nine o’clock. I enjoyed the cum that they were feeding me but I had neglected my pussy long enough. I had Bobby for the next hour and I was not worried about getting caught. Bobby wanted it and I wanted his huge dick in me. I was almost to my room door when Jerry push...

Monday morning. Bobby had just gotten out of bed. I was finishing up my makeup and dressing when he walked into my bedroom, naked of course, his limp eleven inches swinging between his legs. Standing behind me, he smiled in the mirror. His body was muscular and lean. Big for his seventeen years. Six feet tall and good-looking. We had had a fun weekend but we had to go to school today.  I wanted to get to school early as I...

Dinner was welcome and delicious. It's too bad I wouldn't be ordering from them again. Just too dangerous. I liked the cum, and Joe had a very unusual cock, but... Bobby was finishing his dinner and took some shrimp from my plate. I couldn't believe how hungry he was.  “You need me to order something else?” I laughed.  He looked up at me with a smile. ”Another quart of that cum, and a pizza.” ”No way you are still hungry,...

She said her name was Annalise. We met at the Greyhound/Amtrak station on Canal Street. She was a true native of New Orleans. To be accurate, they were called coon asses. She was dropping quarters in a cigarette vending machine when she tapped me on the shoulder. “Hey, Mister, do you have change for a dollar?” I looked up from the newspaper that I had found on the bench. Her smile was hypnotic, her tee-shirt, damp from sw...

It was my green night. I don't know why, I just like the color. My husband, Terry, was tying his bowtie in the mirror. His white cotton button-down and black slacks fit him well. The vee of his red and black suspenders widened at his broad shoulders and matched the black tie of his tuxedo perfectly. We did this probably three times per year for the last three years. It had to be the biggest event. It had to be the richest...