The tiles are cold against my hands, taking his hot lance deeper into my cunt. His fingers slide into my mouth to silence my yelping. The motif swirls as a vortex burrowing into my soul. Sucking them, the notion of being spit-roasted by two lifeguards delivers a potent convulsive climax. Provoking his premature finish, my mouth awaits it, and his milk boils over. Noisy, hungry gulps take it all. Sheepishly, he melts away,...

Imagine lying naked on your bed. You’re blindfolded and can’t see a thing. On the other side of the door is someone you’ve never met, never talked to, and may never meet visually. They are waiting to fuck you. That was my fantasy. I didn’t want to know who the person was at all. I didn’t want to have to think about it. I just wanted to get fucked by someone who could see me, but I couldn’t see. And someone who might run i...

It was too late to change my mind. They had seen me naked, walking into this room. This had their attention, and I did not care for their faces or bodies. I craved cock, long ones, short ones, fat fuck tools to bend my mind. Nothing else mattered, and I needed the devil off my back. Matte-black-painted walls with four rectangular holes separated me from them. The sounds of fucking spiked by lust and all its sharp edges. I...

Denial is not a river in Egypt. That was impossible; it was right before my eyes. I laughed when I saw it, Evie Larron and my boyfriend fucking. There was no horrific chill soaking into my bones. With his wiry body humping away, there was more meat on a minute steak. He slapped his pale white loins against her ass, doing my best friend from behind, and looked like a terrier humping his master’s leg. I suppose that’s why I...

Back in the early 1980s, I was lucky to earn enough to buy my first car, a GT6, with just two seats and a huge deep parcel shelf (look it up, they used to be cheap). My parents were pleased to see me off of motorcycles. I realised most girls did not like bikes and especially did not like crash helmets. The car opened up a whole new world of girls, and pretty soon I had a steady girlfriend, Nicky. She lived in a posher are...

Caleb was a long way from home. He decided to make the trip to see his parents and have a nice home-cooked Saturday dinner with them. Their boy had graduated and got a job in the big city, he even had a fancy office. He was homesick though. For all the convenience the city offered, it lacked that small-town feel he knew growing up. The kind of place where everyone always asked if you were “so-and-so's boy” or if you were...

It begins slowly as a tingle, then progresses to an urge, until it becomes an overwhelming desire that must be quenched. You can't focus or think until it has been satisfied. I think every man has, at one time or another, gone to the restroom to jack off in order to reset their mind. I was working in an office complex of ten three-story buildings. My company had the third floor of one of those buildings. On that floor, th...

Lori stays at Sara's apartment that night, as does Simon, but they just cuddle and sleep, dozing late into the morning, when Simon has to leave for work. Sara and Lori stay to chat because their work hours begin later. Sara asks Lori what she felt about the previous evening, of course, and Lori admits that she had had a small 'panic attack' during the night, about what she had done, and was still worrying about cheating o...

The chains felt heavy and strong. Manacled and helpless, my moans echoed down the vacant, dark corridor. Gleaming, steel links hung from the ceiling, holding my wrists above my head. Identical chains shackled my feet to the floor, spreading my legs far apart. Low, sinister music played from some unknown source. Tortured, panicked screams assailed my ears, some terrified victims out of my field of view. I saw some shadowy...