By ChristopherDB. Around 10:30 on a Saturday night, I left my shabby Rowhouse in the valley. It was a lower-income working-class part of town, considered by many to be the wrong side of the tracks. I moved there from a nicer suburb to save money and pay some bills. Walking around the corner, I could see my destination only a few blocks away. The valley had an amazing number of little neighborhood bars. There must have been ten of them
Read moreBy sheltrotic. This is another true story, and I’m no professional writer, so please forgive me if it’s not interesting. It is true. After graduating high school, my ex-military Dad insisted I join the military or go to school. I chose a tech school with a two-year degree. The school put you in an apartment and found you employment if you wanted. It was located two hours from my home in the biggest city in our state. Coming from a
Read moreBy zhorvath. Everyone at the school, even the freshmen, knew that Sigma Rho Eta was at the top of the social pecking order. Even the students who eschewed Greek life recognized that SPH threw the best parties, recruited the most charming and charismatic guys, and got with the hottest girls on campus. Rodger stood in front of the big, brick house emblazoned with the frat’s letters. He’d seen it before on campus tours and visits with his family, but today
Read moreBy Babydicklover. A couple of months ago, my stepson moved in with me due to inflation. I enjoyed my privacy and wasn’t looking forward to living with him again. That may sound harsh, but I am set in my ways as a 62-year-old man. I raised him since he was in diapers. He doesn’t know I am not his biological father, and I don’t plan on telling him anytime soon. Living with him was fun, but I needed to address
Read moreBy akinkyboydreams. It must have been the most enormous cock Finn had ever seen. Finn stood at the urinal in the airport, unable to stop staring at the big, black cock that was pissing beside him. He was long done with his business, yet, he couldn’t force himself to move away or, at least, stop staring at it so blatantly. In comparison to the beast of the black cock that was beside him, Finn’s cock, if you could call it
Read moreBy underdrive It was late. I woke up as I heard my wife, Renee, stumble inside, making more noise than usual. I figured she was drunk and bumping into things. She had gone out the Saturday night with her friends for a girl’s night to dance in some downtown club. Listening to her downstairs, I rubbed my dick through my boxers. I had been edging myself all night, anticipating her coming home in this state. Edging because often when she
Read moreBy Babydicklover. This story is a continuation of “Moving in with Papa.” ***** Encountering the Police… It’s been a couple of months since I moved in with papa. I am taking a few classes for my doctorate program, which is a little more demanding than I thought, but I am getting by. At the outset, living in papa’s place was exceptionally humiliating. It all started after a cold, freezing shower, where he ‘accidentally’ exposed me at my nubbiest. He claimed
Read moreBy mrstanley. Traci is a very picturesque slender 5’9″ 160- pound Transsexual “sissy” bottom. Traci is married to a stunning beautiful dominant woman named Barbie. Barbie watches men fuck her sissy shemale husband all the time. Barbie enjoys fucking well-hung men in front of Traci. Their relationship is mainly voyeuristic. This porn shoot is as much Barbie’s idea as Traci’s. Traci is Barbie’s slave. Traci has appealing blonde hair, brown eyes, C-cup breasts, and cocksucker’s lips. Traci has a smooth
Read moreBy DevotedToHer. I returned to work after my vacation and greeted co-workers along the way to my cubicle. As I turned into my cubicle, I noticed a co-worker standing in the cubicle across from mine. Amanda is 28 and affects every man she meets; you can’t help but fall all over yourself in her presence. But regardless of her effect on the weaker sex, she has such a humble and outgoing personality that adds to her charms. The cubicle Amanda
Read moreBy Anon. I always knew I was under-endowed, but I was happy to believe my girlfriend when she said that size didn’t matter. That was before the hen’s night. My girlfriend Cess’ sister (Julie) was getting married on Sunday, so the girls had a Hens’ Night on Friday. If you permit me a little vanity, I’d like to say that apart from my relatively small genitals, I have a pleasing appearance to the female eye. I work out regularly and
Read moreYou cannot copy content of this page