"We were going to be alone, Then they came."
We stopped mid-morning at our normal truck stop for breakfast. There were only a few trucks parked. We had breakfast and then checked out the theater. Nobody was there. We had done this many times. Usually, the theater was empty...
"(Fantasy) Clubs aren't my scene, but maybe they should be."
It's late. The smells of sweat and alcohol combine and hang in the air. Lights have been turned on and the crowd slowly moves as one towards the exits.Suddenly, a gust of cool air sweeps through the room. It reaches...
"An unexpected massage"
I was nervous and excited, I already felt wet. I was waiting for Kabir, a young Indian masseur who had been recommended to me, who was going to give me a Guru Sensitive Massage.I opened the door and his dark...
"I watch my beautiful wife fuck other men"
Familiarity? Boredom? The age difference? Any or all of these factors contributed to my wife and I ceasing to sleep together. A low libido, a result of high living, had reduced my sex drive dramatically on top of all that...
"Claire lets her new friend have his way."
Claire Loves cocks. She loves the way they look, the way they feel, the way they taste. She especially likes to make them cum. Like most young girls, she was fascinated by those tubular things boys had and she didn’t. ...
"Stacey finds herself deeply involved in the activities at Club Niqab."
Haroun wasted no time. Once he was balls-deep in my ass he started fucking me with half-strokes, pulling partially out before slamming back into me repeatedly. His nine-inch cock felt amazing as he hammered away behind me. At first, his...
"For Angelique, the omission of the truth is still a lie"
She calls beige… oatmeal, and our walls are beige. Maribel Deschamps preens herself, and I pretend not to notice. Her bangles, thin slivers of gold, silver and platinum, tinkle when she adjusts her flowing locks. I know when a woman...
"What is this mysterious Club Niqab and why did Haroun invite Stacey?"
In my room I laid out all of the sets of lingerie I had brought, still trying to imagine what I wanted to be wearing for whatever the night held in store. After pawing through my pile of satin and...
"Who knows what can happen when you're in vacay mode in South Florida"
Alex took a break from packing for a weekend in Palm Beach. Her friend Kim had recently moved from Santa Cruz to Palm Beach and invited her for a little getaway. Alex took last-minute getaways all the time to hike,...
"An ongoing chance encounter"
It’s mid-afternoon as I am crossing Central Park and the light is beginning to fade when I arrive alone at The Ritz. The doorman’s gloved hand opens the grand doors and ushers me into the vast entrance. In the lobby,...