Sex Stories - PAGE 56

Boy Slave

They met in a motel room for the first time. The boy was waiting, and was lying on the bed face down when the man came in. He slowly and deliberately took off his coat and tie, and used the tie to blindfold the boy, who was fully dressed on the bed. After the boy was blindfolded...the man guided him to a standing position in the middle of the room, and stood behind him, his hard cock up against the boy's tight ass. The boy could feel the man's warmth as he surrounded him, then he felt the man's hands slip under his arms and begin to slowly unbutton each button. Soon the shirt was open and the boy felt the man touching him, knowing his body was going to be explored completely--every part. His excitement was obvious as his penis began to get hard ... Read More»

A Man and His Truck

Hey, there. My name is Kyle and I am a truck driver for Anderson Inc. in the summer. During the year, I take Criminal Justice classes at Emerson College. It's a nice little school in Massachusetts. I intend to become a police officer someday. Since I hate small towns and love the road, I think I might join the Massachusetts State Troopers. Everyday, I drive to just about any location in New England. I meet all kinds of weirdoes on the road, you know. This can be a risk job, man. I used to think that I've seen it all but some of the things I've seen make me shake my head, man. I'm usually more than capable of taking care of myself should things get physical. I'm twenty years old, and stand six feet two inches tall, bulky, with light brown skin and pale gray ... Read More»

Ernestine

I'm not sure why I went to Club 216 that night. I'd joined months before but had gone only rarely. Joining put me on their e-mail list, though, and I kept seeing announcements go by of their semiannual beauty contest. It didn't pay much attention to it—or at least I didn't think I had—but that Saturday night found me there, just a couple of table rows away from the stage. I was by myself at the table. I'd had some come by and give me the look, but I was lethargic and just let it ride. I think that was my problem at the time. I was lethargic about just about everything. Nothing was turning me on much. I needed some pizzazz in my life. I'm not sure I went to the club on beauty contest night with any thought of adding pizzazz to my life. But maybe my subconscious ... Read More»

"Harder Please!"

He is lying in her arm, she touches his face, her gentle voice is sending shivers down his spine, just like all the times. She is playing with his nipples again, they are already hurting a bit. She is talking to him with her calm voice. He had to masturbate in front of her and had to stop just before cumming. Cumming was strictly forbidden. Just using his full strength he was able to do so. She knew more about his body than he did himself. When there were only two or three moves left until his explosion he heard her gentle order: "Stop!" Almost he had been screaming as loud as hell, aghast, that one more time he was not allowed to ejaculate. He wants to taste her, but her game with him is not over yet. He knows she wants it all from him. If she would allow him ... Read More»

A Sissy Boy is Made

By any measuring stick Greg Martin was a wimp, and a very submissive wimp at that. His wife of 14 years, Jaclyn, had discovered this even before the two of them were married. Actually, Jaclyn wouldn't have taken a second look at Greg, as most women didn't, had it not been for his submissive nature. If one thing could be said about the full figured and beautifully curvaceous Jaclyn it was that she was a powerful and dominating woman. Jaclyn knew exactly what she wanted and wasn't above taking it. Those that worked for her called Jaclyn a real bitch. That was behind her back of course. At any rate, she asserted her authority over Greg from the very moment they met. Jaclyn's father owned a mortgage brokerage firm that she ran when Greg met her. Greg had ... Read More»

Coffee Shop After Hours

There they were, the mounds of perfection, teasing him beneath two layers of fabric and an apron. Jake felt himself harden slightly at the sight and looked away as quickly as he could before it turned into a problem. Cara was cleaning the tables in front of the bar he was wiping down and she smiled sweetly as she looked up at him, "You almost finished there, Jake? I want to get off as soon as possible." Jake closed his eyes for a second and a deep breath before answering her, "You and I both Cara." He saw her giggle and his eyes went instantly to her boobs again. He took a shaking hand off the counter and touched himself where she couldn't see his growing dick. He closed his eyes a second time and shook his head. Now was definitely not the time to encourage ... Read More»

Bull’s-eye

The next incident was a few years later, in college, right after I had discovered the art of coming on a girls face. Even before I made the term “dotting her eyes” famous, I was a fan of the facial. As my climax approached, I moved her onto her back and pulled out just in time, covering her face with a solid 5-roper. Being the neophyte, I had no idea how to aim, and accidentally shot the first–and strongest–rope right in her eye. As I finished and collapsed, very happy with myself and proud of my prodigious paint job, I noticed the look of agony and pain on her face. Tucker “Baby, are you OK? What’s wrong?” Girl “I…I can’t see…Jesus, it hurts…it’s burning.” I helped her scoop most of it out of her eye socket and, both of us still naked and sweaty, I led ... Read More»

Lizzie's First Time

“What’s the matter, Lizzie?” Sarah’s hands squeezed my shoulders and her hair brushed my cheek as she leaned over to peek at the papers strewn over the desk. “I think this is my 20th hang up in a row tonight,” I complained, rolling my eyes toward the phone. “They finish half this stupid survey and decide it’s too long and hang up.” “Aww I know, but don’t sweat it, hon. Don just went home and left me in charge, let’s knock off ten minutes early and grab a Dew,” she said, reaching across me and gathering up my surveys. I plopped my pencils into a cup and stood, stretching, my shirt pulling up out of my jeans. Sarah poked the eraser end of a pencil at my navel as she passed by, and I laughed, following her toward the office. “David... Tina... Chad... Stacy... ... Read More»

Welcome Home

I've been dropping little hints about it all week. If I ever get my ass to the store for a much needed little something, it promises to be exciting. I mentioned duct tape, but you suggested velvet rope. Either would do. But when we finally get home, I'm going to start with the blindfold. I'm going to lead you into the bedroom, I'm going to tie it tight around your head and make sure you can't see a thing. I'm going to unbutton your pants and slowly slide them to the floor and help you step out of them, along with your socks and underwear. You are standing there in only your shirt and bra, blindfolded. I am kneeling in front of you, lightly running my fingers up and down your legs. I slide my hands up under your shirt and carefully lift it over your head. I can ... Read More»

Toilet

It was about 8pm one night and my partner had knocked off work. I was horny driving home and she was pretty keen to have my cock inside her also. We drove past a park which had a public toilet in it and a car park well away from the road. I suggested that we have some fun in the park, she was all for the change in scenery while we had sex. We parked the car and started to get it on, she said that it was a little cramped and would be more fun if we had more room. We locked the car doors and went into the darkened toilet. Once in the toilet we started kissing, I pulled her top off and exposed her breasts and unbuttoned her jeans. She in turn unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my cock out and started playing with it. Next thing we heard someone entering the toilet, we ... Read More»

Mailbox

Rats! 99 again. Will it never cool off? Barefoot, cutoffs, and a blouse with only the bottom button fastened, I hurried to the mailbox. Just the electric bill. Why'd I even waste my time? Feels like I just walked over the stove for a lousy bill. Probably should have put on some sandals. Walking back, a moving van drove through the parking lot. I guess I'd remembered seeing it at the other end of the building, just didn't pay much attention. What a hard ass job on a steamy day like this. I took the 'scenic tour' back and walked by. The door was still open. There were boxes and loose wadded up newspapers everywhere. She looked up at me. "Hate moving. Almost rather die." "I live at the other end of the building. I'm Alice. Need a hand?" "Should save a ... Read More»

Lori's Awakening

Brad came to work for our company right out of college as a product specialist covering a three state area. He was tall and good looking, clean cut and hard working. He quickly made a positive impression on our customers, worked diligently and traveled extensively. His young wife Lori was a tall brunette with long legs, full natural breasts, a perfectly proportioned butt and a very pretty face. They rented an apartment barely a mile from my house. I took them, 'under my wing' as one of the senior sales reps, so senior that at forty-four, I was easily old enough to be their father. They had a big, lovable Black Lab; I had a Great Dane and a Weimaraner. We often would walk our dogs together, sometimes taking them to, 'dog beach' where they were free to romp in ... Read More»

Paperwork Shuffle

I squinted up at the clock hanging between the two bay windows. Damn, it’s eleven o’clock already. I couldn’t get my lover out of my mind and definitely couldn’t focus on my paperwork. I needed to get it done or my boss would give birth to a full grown cow. This merger was huge and I was left with all the contracts and minor details. Of course this meant I was dealing with tons of money hiding in the words cleverly crafted by lawyers. No pressure, ha! I’d been getting home from work late the past week and I knew Chelsea understood, but I wanted to be there with her. Her soft skin, her delicate kiss, the way she smelled, and the way she moaned lightly into my ear as I played with her sweet pussy. I shook my head. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I got up for ... Read More»

A Girl Called Sami Chapter 21

Sami and Jena did venture across the river that following week, as planned. Both were dressed to attract, and attract they did. Their plan was to dance and tease with some of the locals that hang out there, at the Loft, but the surprise turned out to be on them. Even though it was the middle of the week, the bar was crowded with patrons; drinking at the bar, sitting in the darkened booths, mingling, or dancing on the dimly lit floor. Jena and Sami squeezed in at the bar and Jena ordered for them both. The bartender looked at Sami for maybe a second or two, but fetched the beers, smiling at Sami when she handed one to her. They found a spot off to the side and silently sipped at their beers while taking in the crowd. Butches, soccer-moms, older, younger, ... Read More»

THE DENTIST IS IN

“What’s next on the agenda, Carol,” Dr. Cameron Fixx asked his nurse, “nothing tough I hope!?!” “No such luck,” she said with a laugh, “we have a woman in the waiting room with what we think is and impacted wisdom tooth!!!” “Do we have a file on her already,” the doctor asked!?! “Nope, brand new patient,” Carol replied, “she just moved into town and says she hasn’t seen a dentist in over ten years, and I think I can see why, she’s scared to death!!!” “How old is she, anyway,” the doctor asked, “maybe she’s a prime candidate for our new treatment technique!?!” “She looks to be about forty five or so,” Carol replied, “and I was thinking the same thing about the treatment!!!” “Well, let’s not keep the lady waiting,” Dr. Fixx said with a smile, “ask her in!!!”"I’m ... Read More»