As I approach the lobby again, the ticket woman is no longer alone. Some guy’s leaning against her booth, one elbow propped on the counter, his body angled toward her like their best pals. He's tall and rangy, maybe fifty, with salt-and-pepper hair cut close to his scalp and a mustache that belongs in a 1970s cop show. He wears dark slacks and a white short-sleeved shirt with a tie loosened at the neck—the uniform of a ma...

"Joe, I'm a bit nervous about this," I whispered to Joe as we walked out of the bar. "I mean, we just met these guys today." Joe wrapped his arm around my waist and squeezed gently. "Don't worry, lover. I'll be here to protect you if things get out of hand. But honestly, weren't you turned on by Jake when you saw him? I saw that lust for him in your eyes." Joe was right. I did have flashes of sexual feelings when this blo...

The hub of my wheelchair scraped the windowsill as I looked down to the driveway. Bathed in the illumination of the streetlight, my wife leaned across the BMW’s console, her hand jacking the eight-inch black cock of her new boss. I somehow sensed he must be close to the point of no return. He coiled all ten fingers in her red curls, forcefully pulling her face toward his meat. I watched as she parted her lips, allowing hi...

At the time of this encounter, I had been married to Roger, my first husband for approximately four years. It was eight O'clock on a Saturday evening when I heard a knock on our front door. I answered to find a young woman in her early twenties, who introduced herself as Susan. Susan informed me that she and her husband, Mark had just moved into a house in our street and were having a housewarming party that evening for t...

Wake up hard as hell, my dick tenting the bed sheet like it's trying to pitch a friggin' camp. I peel off the sheet, strip of the PJs, and stare at the ceiling. It’s not even 10, and my room's already an effin’ oven, the damp August heat pressing down on me like a horny priest. An old table fan just pushes the hot air around and fills the room with a static hum. Everyone’s gone off to their 9-to-5, got the place to myself...

The Ever further immersed in the trappings of the Black New World Order, whereas at one time, servitude was driven by Mistress, these days, my current Black King Owner Master David now keeps watch and receives photographic updates on my ongoing chastised state. Black King Owner David also has sole control of my hole and does not let anyone have access to my Lovense Hush plug. Its hole is exclusively His, and He intends to...

The stranger leaned in and pressed her slightly pursed lips on my penis’ head on the right side. The heat and moisture from the woman's soft touch began a pulsing pleasure throughout my body as her lips parted slowly around the whole of my tip. Her tongue slipped underneath, letting my spearhead start to penetrate her mouth. As she continued to lick me the sexy stranger used her lips to suck my tip up and down methodicall...

This is a true story and one I never thought would happen to me or what I would become. I am a happily married woman, being married to my second husband. He was in construction and I was in customer service. I had three children from a previous marriage and he had one child from his first marriage. We had a great marriage, or so I thought. To give a quick review of my past and upbringing, I was just eighteen when I had my...

I was intrigued. Brock’s body language indicated he seemed excited about his idea. I said, “Oh yeah, what’s your plan?” Brock rubbed his hands together. He definitely felt good about whatever it was that he was going to say. “To do exactly what happened with us.” He leaned back, clearly proud of himself. I was a bit lost and I think my face showed it. I said, “Uh, what now? Like you’re gonna knock on the door and somehow...

Shortly after I turned 18, I drove five hours to see my friend who’d moved away the year before. We shared birthdays that month and had always been tight. Her parents were out of town, and she’d stocked up on cherry vodka — perfect for our weekend. It was snowing when I got there, and on the way, I passed that adult store she’d mentioned. The guy across the street hated it so much he’d put up this giant thirty-foot cross...

Brock and I both sat up on the couch. He could tell I was nervous. I sat frozen for a bit, looking at his immaculate piece. He encouraged me, “Don’t be shy, bud. Trust me, once you touch it you’ll better understand.” I wasn’t completely sure what he meant by that, but I trusted him. I slowly reached over with my right hand and tucked my fingers between his shaft and stomach. I gripped his shaft and lifted his cock up off...

…. Holly The warmth of the ‘Melting Moments’ café wrapped around me as I waited to meet my online friend for the first time. Would he become my boyfriend? Sighing wistfully, hopefully, I thought he would. The sweet scent of coffee and hot, buttery croissants lingered in the air, making my mouth water. I had travelled up by train the previous day. I chose the train because I knew that if I drove, I would lose my nerve and...

Quick Summary: Noah reunites with his college bully Wes, who used to tease him out of repressed desire. At a hotel reunion, old tension ignites when Wes confesses everything and pulls Noah into a desperate kiss. Things escalate fast; Wes blows Noah and then Noah ends up on his knees, blowing the same jock who once bullied him. Just as it gets intense, Wes’s best friend and hotel roommate, Ryan Evans, walks in to see Noah...