This is a story I hope my kids never hear about. College already is a time where people do crazy things, and I don’t want to give them a license to emulate their (once) crazy dad. So, this is just between us. Yes, it’s true that I was part of a group of 6 college guys, paraded naked, poked and examined before a packed house of co-eds. All for a good cause, of course – to raise money for the sorority. Don’t judge me too ha...

So, I had one crew member -- and what a member! -- now to find the rest. I had decided that I wanted a male crew with maybe just one woman apart from me, but needed to see what was out there before I made my final decision. The morning after I recruited Juan -- I skipped brushing my teeth that night: I wanted the taste of that beautiful young man in my mouth -- I had a group of potentials coming to a suite the hotel had p...

But before the long-awaited milking, Mrs. Johnson thought it was probably a good idea to give Carl a break. Producing a white dressing gown from the back of the chair she said, 'Pop this on Carl and take five minutes while I explain to the room what they are going to be witnessing.' Carl took the gown and put it round him but, with his penis still fully erect, he had to tie the belt around it, flattening it to his stomach...

By the time Carl and Doreen got downstairs, Mr. Martin's car was waiting outside. Doreen ushered Carl out of the door and made him wait while she locked and checked the door then, with a little wave towards the car, ushered him down the path and, opening the rear door of the car as if he wouldn't be able to manage that himself, stood while he got in the back. 'Now, I don't want you to be nervous, Carl,' said Mr. Martin, a...

It was the day Carl had been half looking forward to, half dreading. The summer he turned nineteen, his parents had gone to South Africa and left him to be looked after by their middle-aged neighbour, Doreen. She had let him know on Friday that the following Monday a few of the ladies she used to work with were coming round and that Carl was to serve them coffee. He blushed, thinking about standing in a room in the tiny u...

I have been married for three years now. My wife Tina is a true beauty. She is tall, athletic, with very large torpedo-shaped breasts that don’t sag at all. Every man stares at her. I am a lucky man. I love my wife. Our sex is fantastic. However, I find myself fantasizing more and more about Tina having sex with other men with my full knowledge and encouragement. The only porn I watch is cuckold porn. It is an incredible...

The shower the next morning was meticulous. Doreen went over every inch of Carl's body, razor in hand, pecking at any hair that had escaped her previous attention, making sure he was as smooth as the day he was born. When she was finished, she dried him with one of her pink towels and, squeezing some lotion into her hands and rubbing them together as she looked him over, like she had created him or something, began to rub...

Billy was nervous. He was sitting in the office of a beautiful and imposing woman. She was currently interviewing for a position as a houseboy in a local sorority. Billy was the one she was interviewing, and so far, it seemed to be going well. "Well, Billy. It seems like you have what we are looking for. Largely. You can cook, don't mind doing light cleaning, are willing to help out with laundry, and can do maintenance an...

Carl had been nervous - nervous and excited - about moving in with his 60-something neighbour when his parents went to South Africa the whole week. As it turned out, he was right to be nervous. And excited! Doreen had been anticipating his arrival with the sort of sexual frenzy she hadn’t felt for years. She had been watching the video she had taken of Carl masturbating while touching herself almost every hour, had been r...