"After my neighbor Norm sucks my cock, he encourages me to fuck his wife."
-We learned in Part One of this story that I was a sixteen year-old virgin boy named James, who everyone called Jimmy, with a very thick, nine-inch-long cock. My neighbor Norm was forty-two at the time. His wife Lindsey was...
"When I turn sixteen my adult neighbor becomes my submissive cock sucker."
I’ve always considered myself lucky to have been able to grow up in the same house with an imperfect, but stable, family. My parents have the types of careers that allow them to stay in one place. Dad owns an...
Veiled in shade, lying in wait, she advances into the light, She shows her face, and draws near. Sunbright and passionate, she dances, shining and sharp and flashing her jaws. She summons me to her and I dare not refuse...
"Cassidy begins to give in the desires she's always had..."
“Are you done yet?” Adam shifted impatiently in bed while Cassidy remained behind the closed bathroom door. He was feeling pretty antsy and very horny. What the hell was she doing in there? “One second!” she yelled back. It was...
"I work for old black men who convince me to suck their cocks and to let them fuck my fertile wife."
It will be most helpful for you to read Part One of this story before beginning Part Two. But following is a very brief synopsis of Part one:In Part One we learned that my name is Ed, and I had...
"I work for old black men who convinces me to suck their cocks and to fuck my white teen wife."
Many of us probably grow up believing in the fundamental goodwill of other people. I know that I was raised to think that most people are honest and could be trusted to do the right thing. However, this story describes...
"the life of a kitten is so deliciously arousing"
On bended knee I wait Wet and hoping Sir makes it back for our date The life of a kitten is tough but fulfilling From Sir’s delicious spankings to his scoldings and his willing me to come I try so...
"Teenaged high school gymnasts fuck their black and white fathers."
My wife and I were born and raised in St. Paul, Minnesota and our family moved from there to a suburb of Baltimore in the summer when our daughter, Kayla, had just turned sixteen years old and was going into...
"He is mine and I am his."
He is A reflection Of my love Molten Like lava Poured into a soul The touch of Gods Branded across his forehead A chosen one My savior With a body Molded and sculptured To perfection Stretching across my bed The...
"Lacy fears she has lost her Mistress"
When the harsh morning light woke Lacy was surprised to see the chain holding her to the headboard was gone and her hands had been released from her cuffs. Clearly someone had been there during the night, but a quick...
