Ricky’s Daughter Ch. 06

Jackie called Greg and they set up a time for her to come over on Tuesday… he said it would be a whole different group of guys than before. Maybe one or two familiar faces, but she shouldn’t expect to recognize anyone.

All day at school for two days it was all she could think about… she didn’t even mind that her gorgeous black teacher was nowhere to be found. Still out “sick”, trying to figure out what he was going to do. She noticed the change in Ned of course, and heard some intriguing rumors… but she really wanted the men who would take charge of her body more than anything. Not these boys that were all over her school. Read the rest of this entry »

That’s What It’s Made For

Usher’s newest album is pure sex. I’m listening to “That’s what it’s made for” and the brief spoken interlude that sounds like a clip from a porn script, complete with breathy intonations that I know so well, has gotten me turned on. I’ve been in rare form this week; every single night, I’ve found myself browsing this or that story on Literotica (yes, I’ve been there, rubbing one out desperately to some expertly painted scenario) with my left hand seemingly stuck between my legs and my right one on my breast, head thrown back as I moan out my orgasm, again ever so thankful that my roommate has gone away on vacation. Then I remember last Friday’s hookup, and remember that there’s a man that could be knocking on my door in 15 minutes should I choose to summon him. In my current state of arousal, the temptation is oh so very deliciously, delectably real. Read the rest of this entry »

Thank You Officer Ch. 02

It was 11:30 when I woke up. I trudged downstairs for some coffee and was amazed at the silence of the house. I couldn’t even hear a clock ticking. I sat down at the table with a cup of coffee and the morning paper. I was glad I had a savings and even more glad that Kath and Randy had offered their own house for a while.

Still I didn’t want to sit around all day and do nothing. Being an active person who enjoyed their work and lifestyle I’d go stark raving mad just doing nothing. Time to be up and about. Read the rest of this entry »

Web Mistress Ch. 2

“(Continued from Web Mistress Prt 1)”

Shit, I thought. I quickly pulled up my pants I almost shoved her panties back in the drawer, but on a whim, stuck em in my pants instead. I quickly tucked in my shirt and zipped my pants, just hoping I wouldn’t get caught. She called out she was home and wondered where I was. I tried to think up some excuse for why I was in her room but couldn’t come up with anything more inventive than, ‘Gee you have such a lovely home. I was just looking around’. It sounded really stupid and, maybe it was just me but also a little suspicious. I could feel her silky panties next to my cock and I couldn’t help but wonder if my throbing hardon was as noticable to her as it was to me. Part of me was scared to death of getting caught and another part couldn’t help but look at her perky nipples sticking out of shirt. She must have been sweating because her shirt seemed a little more clingy than before. She asked how her computer was doing and I told her I had it all fixed. It was just a simple thing and I’d show it to her so she would know how to fix it the next time. She said she would appreciate that but wondered if I could hang around for a little bit longer to show her. She said It had been really hot down at the laundrymat and she wanted to take a quick shower. Read the rest of this entry »

Weekend Visit

After five years of talking to you online and going through endless amounts of calling cards, it was finally happening. You arrived at around 10:30 and I was afraid you weren’t going to make the check-in time, but we made it, thankfully.

I didn’t go in with you because I knew they would make you pay for two people. While you were inside I couldn’t think about anything other than how excited I was to see you. I couldn’t believe that after all this time you were here, in my town, staying for a few days. Read the rest of this entry »

Vanderbuilt

“(Disclaimer: These characters are mine. Any similarities between those living and dead, is purely coincidental.) ”

John Vanderbuilt was recently widowed and a young man only twenty-nine years old. Most of his wealth was inherited from his father who had it passed to him by his father. He was from a very long and prestigious line. The old money was made in stocks and antique furniture sells. He lived in a very chic and exclusive part of London and was very influential in high society. His wife passed suddenly while giving birth to their firstborn. Neither she nor his son survived the difficult birth. He held her in his arms as her life slipped from her body. He was still grieving for the loss of his wife but starting to get back out into the swing of things, attending parties and social gatherings of clubs and other events. He was one of the top bachelors that all the young available ladies were watching and he knew this all too well. He was rather bored with them though. Ladies of his class were so predictable and so hard to influence in the ways that he wanted to guide them in. Josephine was a maid in Mr. Vanderbuilt’s house. She was part of a long line of maids. Trained by her mother especially for this position after she could no longer fulfill it. Generations of her family had always served the Vanderbuilt family. She was a young woman, 23, very charming and statuesque. Her hair was brown and shoulder length and full of curls that framed her face rather nicely, hidden underneath her maids uniform was a very firm set of breasts and a plump heart shaped behind. All of the men where she grew up always called her quite a looker. The way she walked was so seductive. Her hips moved as she walked like she was dancing to a tune only she could hear. She had a habit of humming or whistling a tune while she worked. Read the rest of this entry »

The Tool Man

When Kim decided to remodel the loft in the old barn and make it into a private studio, she’d gotten all excited at just the idea of it. Her own private place to get away from the world, to sit back and let her mind wander and play. A reading room. An office. A haven to listen to music and drift away from everyday hassles and responsibilities. Watching the sun set in warm, brilliant hues through thrown wide loft doors. Sigh…her own private “downtime” room. But little did she know that that room was to become much more than that…have much more meaning…bring so much more pleasure and purpose to her life. She was to receive a huge shock on that account…and it would happen before the room was even completed. Read the rest of this entry »

The Perfect Awakening Ch. 02

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When I woke up this morning and saw you asleep next to me, with your hair all tousled and your cheeks flushed from sleep, I just had to have you. I love brining you out of dreams with slow soft touches and licks. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted you this morning, badly. I love the way you taste and feel against me. I had a desire, a need to bring you to the brink of ecstacy and back down again. God, just the thought of you coming on my hand and face made my dick hard. That was it that was all I could take, I had to have you, had to please you, make you come right then. So I did, and much more. And when all was said and done, you cupped my face in your hands and thanked me. Then you flipped me over, for a much more proper thank you, you had said. Read the rest of this entry »

The Forfeit

They had known each other forever, or so it seemed. John and Will had gone to high school, college, then law school together, best friends and confidantes. They enjoyed each other, they liked each other, and, most importantly, they respected each other. Throughout high school and college, they shared their visions of a perfect world, discussed what careers would put them with people, helping people, doing something to change the ways of life. They felt strongly that they needed to make a difference. They had a friendly competition throughout University, vying for top honors and grades, submitting grants to the same organizations and foundations, looking for the one thing that they could work at and help others. Read the rest of this entry »

The Everylasting Dinner

I truly believe that the best feeling in the world is going to sleep with the one you love and waking up with her still in your arms the next day.

Candles lit everywhere, the dinner in the oven, and two wine glasses filled to the brim, my wife Callie went to the bed room to change leaving me instructions to come on up in 10 minutes. I was extremely curious because earlier that day she received a package from the “Playboy Bunny Store.”

The next 10 minutes seemed like 10 hours, waiting with both curiosity and anxiousness, I kept myself busy by checking the dinner in the oven and making sure everything else is perfect. Making sure all the candles were lit, the dinner was not going to burn and everything else was just perfect, I headed upstairs to the bed room. Read the rest of this entry »