I was talking to Jessica about fucking my son, something I’d done with Tommy three months ago. We’d never fucked again, although we did use our hands and mouths on each other more than we used to. “He molested you, Lolita,” Jess said. “No, he didn’t,” I i...
“It’s not a dungeon,” my wife said. “It’s … an erotic playroom.” I chuckled as we drove to her mother’s house. “Beth, it’s a secret, windowless underground chamber where people get tied up, tortured, tormented, and sexed up,” I argued. “It’s a dungeon.” I...
I've been involved with many different ladies over the years. Some of them were a passing fancy that faded quickly from memory in all but name, others had a lasting impression that still impact me today in their subtle ways. Ms. Weston was quite possibly...
I came out of the ensuite bathroom wearing the pyjama bottoms that Braden had leant me. His bedroom was tastefully decorated in a masculine style. Braden stood on the far side of the room, across the large and neatly made bed, looking out the window. On h...
“All my mother needs is a good fucking,” my wife Beth had told me the previous night. “I know her: it would put her in a much better mood. Maybe you should volunteer, Chris. Despite the unkind way Cynthia treats you, I think she lusts after you a bit.” I...
Wednesday morning came within seconds of going to bed. We had coffee and toast, then I got ready to go to Overton. Cynthia looked wonderful in her see-through robe. She walked me to the door and gave me a gentle kiss. “Good luck, Baby. I’m going by my hou...
The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. Lori and Jason left separately for Florida, partly to avoid undue suspicions, but that had become somewhat moot since their parents knew they were living together. Regardless, neither Dan nor Sharon seemed to h...
Scene 5 – The Plank “A pity that I won’t have this magnificent instrument to ride after today, Mister Drake,” purred Emerald as she stroked my oiled-up cock, which was swelling under her handiwork. “I relished the way it filled my puss-puss last night.” I...
Tuesday morning, Cynthia and I headed back to Medford. It was another beautiful day, so Cynthia had the top down. I have to admit, watching Cynthia get dressed was a bit of an arousal. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her put on her blouse without a bra...
“You’re sure he’s ready?” Delia asked when Captain Philips gave her the assignment. Her question was less a question than a stalling tactic. She knew perfectly well that the captain of the Prospector wouldn’t have begun this briefing without careful consi...
Scene 3 - The Pirate “For the crimes of delivering and receiving an unauthorized orgasm,” declared Drusilla, the gorgeous first mate of the SS Dominance, “these bitches will be flogged, as decreed by our beauteous and fearsome captain, The Pirate Emerald....
The following morning was beautiful. The sun was bright, and the sky could not have been bluer. I finally figured out the two-hundred-dollar coffee pot and was thankful that Cynthia fell asleep as soon as we got home. I enjoy the sex, but last night I was...
My mouth was full. Specifically, it was full of Sir Reginald Quailpipe’s cock. My nose was being tickled by the greying hair on his ample belly. I slid my lips slowly up his length until his rigid steed popped out of my mouth. Sir Reginald groaned as my h...
Katie and her boyfriend, Ben, had just arrived outside the apartment complex. They had organised to have a few drinks and watch the basketball game at Ben's best friend's place. Ben knocked on the apartment door while he and Katie waited for a few seconds...
