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So, this is my first try at an erotic work. Please let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy! “A little to the left… yeah, perfect.” I smiled up at the mover, taking in his muscly arms and well toned physique. He shot me a flirtatious smile as he moved away from the couch and I tried to conceal my blush. How long had I been boy-deprived? Taking in his partner, equally large in size I re-phrased my thoughts. How long had I been man-deprived? “So, that’s everything.” I nodded at him before thanking them both. As they exited the apartment, pockets slightly heavier, I took in the view. It was a studio apartment, no walls or doors, and with light streaming through the large windows. It’d once been a warehouse, but …
How my Sex Life came about part 2 Neither of my parents talked to me about my sexuality or anything. I only got the beating of my life with the belt. My heart was broken as well as my ass. My butt and the back of my thighs were bruised from that beating. Today it would have been considered abuse. But in those days it was considered beating some sense into you. Being gay wasn’t accepted back then as it is somewhat today. Mom told me I had shamed her and my father for what I had done. She sure in hell hoped no one in our small town found out about this. My ass was so sore I could barely sit down. My father had gone too far or perhaps I was just a …
The trap was set. Aella held the bow and arrow in her hand steadily. She knew these forests better than anyone else because of her time fighting the Macedonians, and now she lay in wait in the thick underbrush as the night hid her slim figure in its darkness. “General Aella,” Stavros, her advisor, had said to her earlier in the day. “Everything is ready now. The men have been briefed, and your spies have returned confirming the news you had received last week. There will be an attack tonight, and we will be ready.” Aella had simply nodded at that. As a woman, life in the Greek military had never been easy for her. In fact, under normal circumstances, Aella would have not even been allowed to hold this high of a position in …
Jay and Faith (Chapter 4: Spring Break, part 1) After the soccer season had come to a close and spring break was just days away jay had made plans to head to the beach and soak in the sun. He had saved up a lot of money and got a nice hotel with all the works. The day before spring break Faith came into Jay’s class with the saddest look on her face. “What’s the matter Faith?” Jay asked his favorite student. She was a short darkhaired valley girl that was a great athlete and popular with pretty much everyone. “My spring break plans just went up in smoke” she said. Faith explained that she was going to the beach with friends, but her friends had to cancel the trip because their driver was sick, …
Chapter 1 We all know the fear of waking up somewhere other than where you were sure you slept,don’t we?(No ladies and gentlemen.I am NOT talking about a one night stand.)Well then.I for one would have rather enjoyed waking up somewhere I was not familiar with than in some TIME I was not familiar with.It could had made things a WHOLE lot easier.One minute I’ve just come from watching Spartacus blood and Sand for the fourth time.(I usually only watch the gladiator scenes only…. and maybe just a bit of the Smut….OK a lot of the smut:-) )and next thing i know there a sharp pain in my head before I feel myself land headfirst on the cool soft grass which is a relief to my aching……Wait a minute.GRASS? WHERE IN THE NINE HELLS DID …
We went a week without getting back in the machine. There was something about it the change that was strange. The night after the reveal we laid in bed thinking about changing, but we realized that we could almost feel the bodies we had, although we had changed back for friends that were in town. We had talked about changing all day, but for some reason, laying in bed naked, looking at each other, we simply couldn’t do it. Every night we found ourselves in the same spot, naked, expecting sex, and then too afraid to enter the machine. The other thing was that it seemed like all our sexual attraction had to do with the changed person, not each other, so none of the nights did we find ourselves engaging in sexual games. A …
Both of us pleased with the attention our still attractive forty-year old naked bodies attract from same sex, lascivious women and male voyeurs while watching us two exhibitionists making love, fucking for their voyeuristic pleasure. An extra turn on for me with the men and women watching turned on by my still shapely, size-12 plus, curvaceous body, my generous hips and still firm, dimple free, big ass, long firm thighs and good tits. Our audience of women and men watching turned on by my man’s toned, masculine, gym body, and the size of his erection. A bonus for me when I first had him, so big, so thick, so virile, almost ten-inches for me when I first measured him. I can still recall the first time my man and me had swaps, sex with another …
Oh no! I slipped into the Blackrooms! “Yo, who’s this bitch?” “You drunk or somethin’?” Oh my god! They’re all giant monsters! “Hey! What the hell?!” “We can hear you.” They can read my thoughts! I need to run! Don’t rape me scary tall black men! “We ain’t gonna rape you, get the fuck out of our house!” “You’re freakin’ narrating everything out loud, ho! Are you crazy?!” It’s just hallways and dead ends for days! Everything looks the same! “Bitch is just goin’ back n’ forth!” “Just grab her and throw her out.” Oh no! They’re out to get me! I’m dodging out of the way! “Would you shut up!” They’re gonna try and have their way with me! “No we’re not!” They’re gonna jam their big fat dirty cocks in my tight little …
First, before I tell this story, let me say that it will sound highly improbable. Having said that, I will leave it to you to decide if it really happened or if it is just the daydream of an older man who would like to believe such things are possible. I met M (I’ll call her that to protect her identity) in the normal course of the work we both do. She is much younger than I, but after running into her at several different work-related events, we came to think of each other as friends. From time to time, I flirted with her a bit, thinking that because I was so much older, she would think me harmless, but of course wishing that she wouldn’t. During one of our conversations, I mentioned some documents …
Aurora was nervous as she drove up the driveway to her first client’s house. It was far out from the main road, down a well-kept but discreet dirt road. She had almost missed the turnoff for it, and would have, if it had have been nighttime. She had been stripping online and doing special requests for some of her regular clients for a while, winning them over with her hourglass figure and petite curves, but she had always refused to meet any of them in real life until today. Something about this client though, her first in fact, finally gave her the courage to make the next step and service him in person. They had talked about it intensively, setting boundaries and going over what was acceptable and what wasn’t, and their interactions up until …
“I would love to baby. I have just the man who I see at the gym who I am sure would be keen to meet you. Garth is only nineteen, six-feet tall, he has a very athletic build, and his is rumored to be bi-sexual, and I almost forgot, he is hung, really well hung.” I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man Roger, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I have a high sex drive, I am to please and be pleased sexually, and I love having sex with an extra person watching, male or female. Even a male and a female watching. I have a tacit agreement with my …
Chapter 23: Più Maria Maria and I had scheduled another cleaning session for 10 the next morning. Promptly at 10, miniature Maria knocked and called out “Captain! I’m here!” I was up, fed & ready for Maria. “Come aboard. Want some coffee?” “That would be nice” she replied, somewhat apprehensively. I got her a cup and we settled on the port side settee. She was fidgeting and obviously nervous. “Maria, you seem uncomfortable. Have I done something wrong?” “Oh, No, Captain. You’ve done nothing wrong. Just the opposite. What we’ve done the last couple of days, well, it had been such a long time, it woke me up, made things come alive. So much alive that I, uh, well … um … I’m so ashamed ….” “It’s OK, Maria. Don’t be ashamed. Just spit it …
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I know it’s been a long time coming. And there’s still more in there to come. Please be patient as I have a regular job, company, family, and a dog. I wasn’t really pleased with how I closed out the 3rd installation of this story, so in an author’s prerogative, I’m going to change it here. It should not really matter too much with the story overall. If you like the old, just skip the first bit. In the months since the last episode, I’ve read a lot of other stories and am exploring some of those avenues in the remainder of this series. I have no idea how many there will be, so I’ve kind of strapped on and just letting it go where it will. I’ve planned out the ending, now I need …
CHAPTER 3: OFFICE RULES Barbi set the alarm for waking early the next morning. It was an important day for her. Her first day in Mr. Howard’s office. She still wasn’t sure what a ditzy bimbo like her could do for an important man like Mr. Howard, but he assured her that she would. There was a lot to do before she left for her first day. For one thing, she had to make a decision about what to wear. She wasn’t great about making those decisions, so she decided she needed extra time. Mr. Howard had fucked her several more times at his house before returning her to the little apartment. Then, it took her some time to sort out closet and dresser space for the new clothes. She showered and shaved her cunt, …
PART ONE Clare discovered the dildo when she was tidying Amy’s room; it was under her mattress in a plastic bag. She tried to be horrified but of course she wasn’t; she had spent quite some time searching, or ‘prying’ might be a better word, before she found it and for some minutes she sat on her daughter’s bed feeling guilty at what she had just done with the unwrapped offending item in her hands- then she licked it. She could taste pussy juice on it; Amy’s pussy juice she assumed and now she put it in her mouth and sucked. Kneeling on the bed she yanked her panties down to her knees then leaned forward so she could fuck herself doggy style with her daughter’s dildo. It was big and she thought of Amy, …
Robert and Karen were on their way to a party. As they walked through the hotel lobby toward the elevator, Robert said, “Karen my dear, I have something for you.” Karen’s eyes sparkled like perfect round diamonds set in a necklace of platinum and cultured pearls. “Ooh, Darling! Is it that adorable little trinket we saw in Tiffany’s last week?” “No, my sweet. I’m afraid not. This is something a little more expensive.” Robert withdrew an envelope from the inside pocket of his tuxedo. Karen looked both puzzled and disappointed as she opened the envelope. When she read the piece of paper inside, her expression became one of delight. “Darling! My gambling marker! You paid it!” “Of course. My dear, your legs are spectacular. We can’t have anybody breaking them, can we?” “Darling, you have …
It was a warm evening in august, I had spent the day lounging arround, watching tv and playing xbox. At 23 I knew i was too old to be doing this with my days but i had recently returned home from a year abroad and was alowing myself to chill. Arround 7 i began to get ready for my friends arrival, as my mum was away i had invited some of them to come round and have a few beers in the evening and was looking forward to seeing most of them for the first time in a year. It was only my sister and me in the house for a few days and she had agreed to stay out of our way and asked me to try and keep the noise down. Louise – …
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