This wouldn’t take long.I locked the bathroom door, stepped to the toilet, undid my pants, and prepared for a joyless, biologically necessary ejaculation.But I kept getting distracted by my shock at Christie’s calculated cruelty. How could she do this to me? And with our parents in the room, while sitting on the sofa with her
Looking for it bad. by crockette1960
You have all heard it before, married guy whose wife loves him but just won’t put out. I got into that spot. I found myself wanting sex but safe and really wanted married guy to like me. I tried just about every chat room and personals in my area, but nothing would happen. I’d try
Side Effects 03 – Prescription Refill
Comments let me know how much you enjoy my writing and help me decide what to write in the future.”Stan,” his mom called through the house. “I’m heading into town. Do you need anything?””Where you going?” He looked up from the sketch he was working on at his desk. He’d started doing erotic drawings and
From Fro-Yo to O-Yes w Kamiko
As I walked through the halls of our community college campus, my gaze drifted towards the various classes going on around me. It seemed like every door I passed held a secret treasure trove of temptation – young Asian girls who could easily be mistaken for Penthouse or Hustler models. They were all too attractive
Fate
The female lead in this tale is borrowed from Chapter 3 of my series, ‘Bunny Inc.’. While it’s not necessary to read that before delving into this narrative, I’d recommend it if you’re interested in learning more about her. However, bear in mind that the two stories are quite distinct in nature.I found myself enamored
Miss Pamela
I woke up on that Saturday morning, began to relieve my morning wood, stroking my thick swollen shaft in my right hand as I cupped and fondled my balls with my left. I was feeling horny from an unsuccessful Friday night excursion to several bars where the slim pickings yielded no company for my empty
Flooded Like the Nile
I’m lying in bed in a hotel room on the Vegas strip. It’s two in the morning and I’m buzzing with energy; falling asleep is the furthest thing from my mind. But I dare not move a muscle. I’ll probably be this way for another six hours, and while my nerves are frazzled, I’m loving