She has penny-red hair, my Tina, and freckles spilling tan confetti over milk-white skin. She is big-boned, thick, meaty, and muscular; it makes me want to bite her. And when I press my face into her neck, she smells like "Lucky Rabbit" candy; I salivate like a...
I stared down at my bobbing cock, and felt my blood rush and the moisture come; a slow leak that I felt sure would be dripping from me in shining tendrils within moments. Looking at that big old thing was such a powerful turn-on. Luis thought so too. His pants were...
Pittsburgh March 5, 1894 Dearest Cousin Beatrice, I hope my letter finds you well and that spring is as beautiful in Yorkshire as summer was when I last visited you there. The weather here in Pittsburgh is still dreary but we have had a few blue skies. Thank you so...
I saw him leaning against the wall on Bourbon street. He was a pretty boy, young and insecure; I could tell by the way his eyes shifted around him and how he would nervously move his weight back and forth from one foot to another. He had positioned himself so that he...
Soft light from the chandelier was reflected in the large ornate mirror upon the wall at the end of the long dining table. That light also gave silver highlights to Madam's blue-rinsed hair and glittered on the mass of jewellery she wore. It shone dully on the short...
Kirk, our sculpted star topman, fucked Gunner's mouth while Jon, a tanned, lithe surfer, pounded Gunner's ass. It was a staple scene in any porn. The diving board under them bounced with Jon's thrusts. Gunner's big hands gripped the sides of the board as if he were...
Remember how you used to draw hearts in your notebook at school when lessons got boring? I used to watch from my seat next to you in the classroom. "I love Philip," you'd write and draw a halo of hearts around his name. "I love Paul," and Jason and Craig. After school...
Callie Sauer slammed her hand down on the dark, polished wood hard enough to topple an empty beer bottle. "I want the damned bar, Joe. Name your price." "The bar's not for sale, Callie." I said, absently wiping a shot glass as I scanned the room. It was Thursday,...
My eyeballs were so hot with rage that I saw the two women through a red blur. "I need my fucking money today, Tara!" I yelled. "You said you'd have it." I was angrier at myself than at her. My own gullibility felt as unbearable as scratchy woollen underwear. "Chill...
Eddie's asshole, slick with lube, fit nicely around Tyler's cock. Every muscle was constricted and tight, massaging Tyler's dick better than hands or mouth ever could. "You've got a nice asshole, you know that?" Eddie tried to reply, but couldn't get much past the...