"Self pleasure"
Another morn, dreamt of pornAnd woke up hard againThis sexy bird, we shared no wordMy soul, I'd let her reignWas at the club, the dance floor rubAll bodies grinding tightYou're half erect, from indirectThat pelvic pump delightI saw her there,...
"Can the guys meet the frat's high standards?"
This is a story relayed to me by my Uncle Frank. He says it’s true, but I know him to embellish a story if the facts aren’t up to his story-telling standards. So, who knows? But I like to think...
"Ashleigh fucks town mogul Cyril to save daughter Reilly's free ride"
It was Friday, the last day of high school for eighteen-year-old Reilly. It's been a long year, with her applying and being accepted into the Air Force Academy, but it's finally all over. She'll have all summer to relax before...
"An elite team of bi hotties hunts a monster known for punishing horniness near his lake."
Lake Abstinence might have been the most romantic locale the Monsterbait Squad had ever been called to. The smooth, sapphire-blue water, thick pine forests, and quaint wood cottages arranged around the shore made it seem like the perfect spot for...
"Like blood, they stained the white sheets"
The balloon. Bearing the message, “Happy Valentine’s Day," it bobbed in the breeze created by the slightly open front door. It was helpless, a victim to any passing waft of air, but tethered down by its plastic cord to a...
"Invited for dinner, and what else may be on the menu?"
It was out of the blue, Amanda, our daughter, invited us over for an evening meal. We hadn’t done that in so long, ever since she turned twenty and took up with her current husband. We don’t exactly get on...
"Jack has lunch with several friends where those who desire it are disciplined in the old-fashioned school way"
Jack closed the front door as quietly as he could hoping Lucy wouldn't realise the problem he had. He had been out for a so-called mate's lunch although it had gone on for longer than he had expected. He had...
"Enjoy three times: the first time."
-03: Jenna-Two more weeks in, Dr. Johnson had given me homework; and not the type that could be written up and submitted at the end of the week. He had wrapped it in a little gift box after an uneventful...
I’m sitting on a bench, writing a story on my tablet, with my legs stretched out in front of me on the upholstered seat. It’s not a bench meant to be outdoors, this one has a padded back, armrests, and...
"Recovery is hard"
It had been a few days since 'The Event' as they're now calling it. Domina was as good as her word – she always is. For two days straight I did nothing but watch men fucking women in my barn,...
