Let me be perfectly blunt, I had always been a size queen. Although a solid eight inches always cut the mustard for me, I generally preferred nine inches or more. Of course, the thicker a cock was the better. A strange dichotomy had always existed in my life as well, which I need to explain; although I was strictly a bottom, I really didn’t look like one. Being six-foot-three-inches tall and weighing two-hundred and twent...

I hadn’t seen Julie, my wife’s best friend since her last visit to our house. Now all being in our early twenties, the two of them had met at university and had stayed friends ever since. I met my wife, Sue, later on, but had never been keen on Julie. On her last visit, Julie had accidentally discovered my porn viewing history on my laptop and decided to use this information to blackmail me into doing her bidding. She tol...

April’s marriage was a complete failure.  She had married young because that’s what girls did in west Texas. Carl was a few years older and well-respected in their community and church. He was industrious and devout.  Her parents liked him. He was never a romantic, but he’d treated her with respect when they were dating. That ended not long after the wedding. She told me everything sitting on the sofa in my living room. ...

"Baby, you can't be serious.""I can and I am!" Wanda replied in a very serious tone."Baby, you know it was an accident.""It was an accident the first time you did it too. I told you what was going to happen.""I know, but you never seemed to care before." He pleaded, not even realizing how grating his whine was on her ears."I cared the very first time you did it. I told you I didn't like it, but you ignored me.""Baby but t...

“Why don’t we meet at a hotel?” I asked Jennifer. It was a weeknight and we were talking on the phone. Her husband was at work.  He was going out of town on a fishing trip in a few days. After months of flirting and trying to deny the attraction between us, Jennifer had given in to temptation.  She wanted to spend the night with me. “A hotel?” she asked. “That seems so cheap and cliche.” “I don’t mean the Holiday Inn up t...

Like most young men, I wasted years of my life obsessed with small waists and small asses.  It wasn’t until I was in my mid-twenties that I learned to appreciate a woman with curves. Unfortunately, the woman I appreciated was off the market. Jennifer and I met online on a blogging site.  The idea seems absurd today, but this was 2004 and the whole world wasn’t on the internet yet.  It was easy for people in their twenties...

  I stopped at the corner of Churchill Road and Stirling Avenue. Heavy snow was falling and settling on the ground. The old Seaman’s hall clock strikes eight in the distance, it’s chime carrying on the still of the night, across the town. As I pass the Black Sails pub, a rousing chorus of ‘I’m forever blowing bubbles’ spills out into the street. Through the orange glow the of misted-up windows, I can see Archie in the cen...

  23 March 2020.   Week 3 of CoVid-19 here and believe me, in a few days, the threat became real. People suddenly started having the shits; no toilet paper in the shops, shelves were stripped of essential groceries. For me, as shopping is a daily chore, I shopped smart considering others. When my wife told me, a lady was diagnosed in her office, naturally, I was alarmed, but decided to take it as it comes. On the Thursday...

Shannon smiled to herself as she heard what was happening behind her brother’s door. “Another slut! God, he is such a dog." She listened for a few and figured the girl was about to be severely disappointed. She knew why few girls ever came over twice, so this was probably a new one. “Let me see; older, blond, curvy, and fucked up make-up!” She grinned to herself as she considered things, then headed downstairs to see if s...

For the next few days, it was safe to say my anxiety was through the roof. Every notification, email and slight noise from my laptop sent me into a frenzy of confusion and a little bit of horniness. Someone had been recording my dress-up sessions through my webcam.  I had taped over it now and made sure that nothing could be seen. Everything I did online was careful, and I began using a VPN just for extra security. Sarina...

Molly: It had been two weeks since the frat party.  The bruises and bites had mainly healed, but I had been unsettled.  Nothing had been the same.  I had been tingling and aroused.  I had rubbed my pussy raw trying to satisfy the feeling that had ignited at the frat party.  Caleb had been angry.  I finally fucked him to try to make it up to him.  It had been a huge mistake.  The sex had been so damn vanilla I could hardly...

The bad dream     It was 2 a.m. I was up after another bad dream. In it, my wife Sandra had sex with her boss. He was fucking her doggy as she was telling him not to be mean to me. It was the third time that week that I had this kind of a dream. The dream in which my wife was fucking or was naked with her boss. In the dream, she was wearing the same clothes that she had on in the anonymous pic that got sent to me. After a...

My only real work-related titty fucking experience happened when I was eighteen and fresh out of high school. I got a job at a very prestigious financial firm located in downtown. I was a glorified receptionist/filing clerk/coffee getter. I don't recall but I think thirty or so people were working at that branch. I was assigned to three men. All older (mid-thirties to forties) and none all that exceptional looking. Two we...

Jennifer had always wanted to live out in the countryside, away from the hustle and bustle of city life. She often dreamed of sitting on the veranda of a homestead, looking down into the valleys on late afternoons when the cool breeze would refresh the land. She had discussed this with her husband on many occasions, only to be told, "You're dreaming, girl. We can't make money out there in the sticks. And what would we do...