a 'Quicky' by Jo-Anne WileyThe white hash marks flashed past. She stepped lively avoiding them like cracks in a sidewalk:Step on a crack, break your mother's back! Her bare legs slanted against the tight fabric of her skirt. The rhythm of her body was hypnotic and the hum in her head sounded like wind in far off wires. The warmth of the sun fell across her shoulders, soothing the strain in her back where the rope had held...

Chapter 6 As I have already remarked earlier, by an extraordinary stroke of chance, I was born on January 1st , New Year’s Day, so my final term at Sheldon commenced more or less on my eighteenth birthday. I left the school forever in June of that year at the age of eighteen and a half. Sheldon had no career’s master or advisor and did not seem interested in what any of us would do once our schooldays were over. We all le...

Went to my best mate's party, where I met his older sister.We starting getting on so well, I took a chance and kissed her.She gripped me hard and kissed me back, then took me by the hand,the evening got more interesting,than even I had planned.We went out to the garden, all the way behind some trees.Before I knew what hit me,she was down onto her knees.She fumbled with my belt buckle, and freed my swollen dick.She said it...

It had to be Ecstasy or something like it that Karine had kissed into our mouths at the club. I'm an all night partier, but I should have been passed out on the blurry limo ride that returned us to the villa. Instead, I was still completely on fire. It seemed everyone was. The six of us were all in various states of undress. Our hands and mouths wandered lazily to whomever was closest. We got back to our rented villa, whi...

Performances of Scriabin’s “Le Poème de l’extase” have always been extremely rare. Madeleine listened enraptured to the solo trumpeter. He had a gorgeous tone and immaculate timing, obviously helped by a good ear. He was a natural. She admired the way his long fingers danced on the valves of the instrument and imagined those same fingers playing on her breasts. She admired his lean, athletic figure and his smart attire. T...

Lewis wakes with a jump. He has woken to find himself in a room with ten doors. He has no idea how he got here, or why he is naked, but there he is lying spread-eagled on the cold floor. Examining his surroundings, he can see that he is lying in a circular shaped pit in a circular room. There’s a raised level surrounding the pit that has soft padding running around it and beyond this, there are ten evenly spaced doors. Le...

Welcome to my blog. I’ll be sharing my most memorable gay experiences with you and a little about me. I’ll try to keep things in chronological order, but there may be some jumping around. All sex with other men have come via hook-ups. I'm a black guy, but I LOVE white men A LOT! I'm still picky though. I guess the best place to start is at the beginning; my first gay experience. It was 1998, I was 23 years old, and he was...

What was inside our lockers made us think that none of our slut lives were over… I opened the locker door and my expression turned to that of horror. My pussy tingled from memories of yesterday in a slutty uniform. I pulled out a corset that was more suited for a playboy mansion than college. The corset was black with ribbon lace-up back and zip up side closure. I reluctantly slipped it on. My cleavage was accented, the h...

Bree broke off the kiss and assaulted the woman’s throat with an open mouth and lapping tongue. She made love to the pulse point below the jaw. She fucked the blonde’s ear with her hot, wet tongue. Bree cupped both her breasts. kneading them gently. The blonde arched her back and threw back her head baring her throat in a submission of sorts.   Bree managed to push her skirt almost to her waist and then cupped her sex thr...

After I started opening up to playing with men outside my marriage (and with my wife's blessing) I soon found I had a thing for older men. In short, I liked getting fucked by "daddies" and enjoyed the way older tops like to take their time.I had seen Lou about a half dozen times. He was about sixty, in good shape, spoke with a gruff French accent and had a nice thick 7" cut cock. We met online and I would visit his house...

For my entire life, I've always thought it was so unfair that girls gotto wear all the really cool clothes. They were softer material, better color choices, and looked so much better. In fact, when I was very young I wore dresses whenever I got to play with the girl next door, but that was always for the tea parties and such we liked to have. But by the time I discovered sex and masturbation I really did want to wear a dr...

It was almost four p.m., and I was on my way home from a long day of meetings. Since traffic kind of sucked, I called Vicki to let her know I’d home in about an hour. I love my wife! She knew my day was going to be a tough one, so I was thrilled to hear that she was making her tasty spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. She also let me know that it would be ready when I returned home. With a little luck traffic cleared up n...

Sarah’s cheeks were still sore from yesterday’s spanking. She had a hard time sitting down and her ass still felt like it had a butt plug inside it. She felt so worn out from the stress and if she was honest with herself, the excitement of being Yvonne’s slave for a week. The week was now coming to a close, she just needed to make it to Monday morning and she would be released from her predicament. Sarah walked into the o...

A few nights ago, Erica had to work late, so I went to a party at a friend’s house alone. Where I ran into Jennifer, a girl I introduced to the pleasures of bi-sexuality and her boyfriend James.“Hey guys!” I said, walking up to them.“Hey Rachel, how are you baby?” Jennifer asked, giving me a hug and kiss.“I’m great! I recently closed the biggest sale in our company’s history.” I replied.“You here with anybody?” James aske...