I lock eyes with my babysitter, Mrs. Jones, who is kneeling naked between my volleyball coach's legs, her hand firmly gripping his shaft and her mischievous smile aimed directly at me. My tongue darts out, moistening my lips, as I imagine the coach's cock...
The distinctive sound of rubber striking concrete and the instantaneous pressure of my stomach against the seat belt, when the pilot engaged the reverse thrust to bring the airliner to a safe stop, signaled my arrival home from an incredible weekend in Ca...
As I walked into the room, my heart skipped a beat. You told me you weren't as pretty in person as in pictures, and you were right, in a way. You're even prettier! Your blond hair, wavy after being tied up all day, cascading past your shoulders and your m...
The minute Lisa finished her call with Joe, a bit of anxiety and panic started to grip me. What if we didn't hit it off? What if he was pissed because I just fucked Lisa? Could I really go through with a bisexual threesome? Could I perform as I wanted and...
The memory of the other night with Summer was imprinted in my mind, every detail replaying like a movie. I could still see her flawless body moving on my couch, fingers deep inside her as I watched, the lust in her eyes driving me wild. As I lounged in th...
Before I get to our fantasies, our lives have changed. The landlady sold us the house at a great price. Lynn works at an antique store two to four days a week, depending on the season. I bought an old pick-up that would have made Fred Sanford proud. It wa...
As I mentioned in a previous story, when I turned forty, I created an album of twenty-four nude photos of myself. I took these in secret at home on 35mm film using an SLR with a telephoto lens. I didn't have a tripod, so I balanced the camera on a chair,...
It was late when I showed up at Trent's house, still wearing my work uniform. I'd spent my entire shift at the café trying to imagine every possible scenario that could unfold tonight. Finally, I told myself to get over my wounded pride so I could focus o...
The married old guy was a perfect pawn for my revenge scheme. I lured him into the bathroom, locked the door, and got down on my knees. Surprisingly, he was already hard- impressive for an old-timer. I gave him a blow job he wouldn't soon forget. In no ti...
He stepped into the café, smiling when our eyes met. I readily smiled back, for this man was one of my best customers. He typically showed up in the afternoon, once the lunchtime rush had subsided. His order was always the same: coffee with cream, no suga...
CHAPTER THREE. Our clientele grows. The very next day, we are delivered two letters. One is from Lord Thomas, the other (sealed with a wax seal and clearly marked 'Private and Confidential') is from his wife, Lady Emma; both letters are delivered by their...
By the following year my grandfather's health had deteriorated a little. He had a pneumonia and was admitted to hospital. He recovered after seven days but it was decided by my parents that he would be better off living somewhere where he could get instan...
I told Frank about Mary and her tongue fucking my ass. Even though I made it clear that it was very fucking hot, he also made it clear that he was not into eating ass. Okay, I guess for now. I was curious about his night. Frank seemed to be holding back a...
On a rainy day, junior year in high school, track practice was cancelled because the track was flooded and there was lightning. We couldn’t run inside because the admin was setting up for some bid school board meeting or something, and they didn’t want a...
Domino slowly soaps her naked body up in the shower; she washes and conditions her hair. She then shaves her legs and pussy, leaving just a triangle of trimmed pubic hair above her labia. She steps out dripping wet, grabs a towel, and wraps it around her...
