“Ever wrestle before?”
It was an odd question to come out of nowhere from someone I had just barely got to know. I stopped walking and looked down at my skinny frame for a moment, then back to the face of my college schoolmate.
“Are you kidding?” I replied, laughing. “Do I look like a wrestler to you?”
Perry, who really wasn’t that much bigger than me physically, chuckled and rolled his eyes.
“Okay, not really. But I thought I’d ask because
PART 1
I have a good job that pays very well and has wonderful benefits so I didn’t need another job or the extra money. I’m also young, early thirties and I keep myself in good shape so I can party and keep going for most of the night. However, lately I’ve run into a dry spell so for the most part I’m left to my own devices. And that’s okay, I enjoy my own company and an entertain myself for hours at a time, and I do. One night while walking home from a movie
The night started as it had many times before, but ended with a twist I only dreamed would happen. My wife (Sandy) and I (Pete) had our good friends Jim and Jan over for the weekend for some time away from the kids. The norm for these weekends is chatting, watching movies, and playing games such as Uno, Sequence, and other non-brain challenging games.
As usual, things started out tame enough, dinner, chit-chat, etc. But after a few drinks we all got more relaxed and decide to get comfortable
A hired car takes me to the door of the hotel and the driver tells me I’m expected. Upon hearing my name, the desk clerk hands me a key card and an envelope. “Top floor, the door on the left.” He looks down for baggage, and seeing none begins to blush. I smile knowingly and make my way to the room.
The suite is nicely appointed and I wish for more time to explore the luxury. But the envelope beckons. A letter inside tells me to go the bedroom and open the box on the bed. I find a black scarf. I
Cleo and I were both nurses in our late twenties employed at the local hospital. We had been seeing each other for almost a year when we worked the same shift we always took our evening meal together once the patients had settled down and our wards were quite.
On an unusually balmy night in September we had arranged to meet on the flat roof of a disused hospital block to enjoy the warm night air, snatch a meal and a little quality time alone.
I was kissing and fondling Cleo beautiful breasts
Sandra was following her neighbor Kay’s advice about using the downtown mall as an escape from her straight and narrow life. The thirty-two year old Sandra used shopping to fill her emptiness, and had since her marriage began crumbling two years earlier.
Standing at five foot and nine inches with a tight and firm body made it easy for her to find outfits to spend her rich ex-husband’s precious money from the divorce settlement. Sandra knew she had focused on her ex husbands lack of
Charles and I talked periodically but the time to get together never presented its self. I found out after getting home and unpacking the few things I’d kept with me that he’d slipped a videotape in my bag to remember him by. My name is Tyrone; all my friends call me Ty. I’m 30, 6’4, 235 lb., very dark skinned (as the saying goes “black as the ace of spades”) toting a 9.5″ cock that’s almost big around as a coke bottle. Since last seeing Charles
Cammie Sandrith lie awake in the dark of the night listening. She heard the gurgling at last, long after she had started listening for it. It was late, after two in the morning, and she had woken almost instantly when someone closed the door to the bathroom just down the hall. From the sound of the footfalls on the linoleum, it was her son, Roger, back for the weekend from university. It took forever for him to begin. Then the gurgling had commenced.
Roger was pissing into the toilet.
Cammie
I heard my phone receive a text message. I looked and saw the familiar words “Cum Play?” It was him and I knew what this meant.
For the past four years I have been fucking this guy I met in a Yoga class. The meeting went something like this … During my Saturday Yoga class one day I glimpsed a new male (rare for any Yoga class), dark, Eastern European with curly black hair and deep blue eyes. While his look was instantly jaw-dropping it was his moves that most intrigued me.
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How could you deny the passion felt? You knew you wanted it as much as me. Why do you refuse to let your body go? There will come a time and it will be soon when you give yourself over to me completely. No reluctance will be found, I will take you. Maybe it will be the liquor that will help the way; yes perhaps I should try coaxing you with booze. I know you become docile when you drink. So that is that then, I will ask you over and we will drink together and I will finally get my greatest wish