I walk into the café, seeing you at the back, poring over a newspaper, looking innocent and contented, with a row of empty espresso cups laid out before you. I already find myself picturing you without your clothes. I almost want to leave you as you are, take my place in the spectator gallery, and watch you when you don’t know I’m looking. But then you look up, and somehow catch my eye, smiling knowingly. I walk slowly over to you, never taking my eyes from yours, and as you stand to embrace me, I make sure I press my body as tightly against yours as I can get away…

The next morning after Mum had been double fucked by us (see Ch. 6); she told me how much she enjoyed having her cunt filled with two cocks and is looking forward to do it again. Then she asked me how it felt for me. “Did you like the feel on your cock when Jamie and Dean slipped their hard cocks into me whilst yours was in my arse?” “I sure did. I felt every move they made. It was so sexy seeing and feeling you being fucked like that. Next time I want Dean and me to fuck you like that and have Jamie’s cock in your arse. I…

Edgewick guided my lovely rival, still-sniffling, to the opposite corner. I listened for extra swats but didn’t hear any, which I suppose was fair since he was freshly caned, whereas the burn in my bottom had had a chance to dissipate somewhat–while I got to watch a highly enjoyable show. The time in the corner passed slowly, but my cock stubbornly refused to go down. Sad to say, I was unable to put the time to its intended use, to reflect on my bad behavior, as I was too busy reflecting on Khalili’s caning. I kept picturing his firm cheeks rebounding from the impact of the cane, the stripe coloring…

My friends had suggested I needed a vacation. It had been nearly two years since my jerkface shitwad ex-husband had walked out on me and the kids. I had worn myself ragged trying to keep up with all the schedules, homework and extra-curriculars, then trying to keep up with my own job – forget trying to have a life of my own. Dickface had picked up the kids – with his “perky” girlfriend in tow – for the summer and I had some time to myself. Narda and Margo had practically phoned the airline themselves and booked my flight to New Orleans. I had thought we were all going together…

Another true story but please note I have omitted the condom use which took place as my boyfriend and I only play safe with others. Cheers guys. *********** Before we moved to France, we lived in London. My boyfriend Dave and I had moved down from up north and managed, through hard work, to acquire a couple of apartments. We’d met many moons before and were best friends as well as lovers and due to our lifestyle, we both enjoyed fitness and travel. He goes to the gym and has for years and his physique is slim, smooth and toned. I swim which has helped me stay in good shape…

I’d tried hard not to let Stephen push the whole dress up thing, but old habits die hard. He hiked up my skirt as I lay flat in the backseat of his car and pushed into me with little resistance. I loved the way he slid inside of me, the way he caressed my body as we made love and most of all I loved his deep passionate kisses he used to punctuate each full thrust when he was deepest inside. More than anything I loved him and I think that surprised us both. I had certainly never expected to be in love with a man, and he… Stephen pulled…

**DISCLAIMER** This story contains scenes of sex between two men. If this offends you in any way or is illegal where you live, stop reading now and leave. Daniel was perfect. He was Brazilian and had beautifully tanned skin, which was a perfect golden brown. His face was sculpted by the gods themselves with strong cheek bones and a straight jaw line. He had deep brown eyes that just made you feel safe. Best of all though, he had an amazing body. He had wrestled from a young age and was easily the most ripped kid in our Senior class. His pecs were strong and broad, matching his shoulders. His…

Andy got on all fours and awaited further instruction from Al. Al walked to the door of the old barn and picked up the duffel bag. He brought the bag to Andy’s feet and laid it on the floor. Al unzipped the bag. Andy looked back to see what Al was doing. “Did I tell you to move your head?” Al asked. “No sir.” Andy replied. By now, Andy had become adept at using the proper responses whenever Al asked him something. Andy looked ahead and tried to guess based on the sounds what Al was doing and what he concealed in the duffel bag. Fear of the unknown rushed…

“Hi Jeri!” Antony sounded tired but he made an effort to show Jerilyn he was happy to hear from her. “I’m at a stoplight so I can’t talk long.” “Where are you?” Jerilyn’s heart beat so hard her blood pounded in her ears. She almost got caught. She looked for a place to hide her lovers shirt. No place seemed good enough; no matter where she put it he might find it. “I’m about twenty minutes from home.” Twenty minutes, more than enough time to hide the shirt and take a shower. How could she face him? She betrayed him, she did something unforgivable. Even if Antony forgave her, she…

He walked slowly across the room. His taught muscular body, exposed and naked, moved with surprising grace and his gait was smooth and fluid. His long flaccid cock swung gently from side to side with each step as he approached the bed. The two women watched his movements with keen interest. Their eyes soaking in his beauty as they digested the scene. He stood beside the bed and my eyes traveled slowly up his body. His cock hung inches away from my face. It was impressive, almost beautiful, as it hung flaccid before me. I could smell the faint musky odor of his manhood and it excited me. He reached…