It started off innocent enough just two friends hanging out and playing a game of double dare. Charlie was a good friend and he was someone I could always trust, we did all kinds of things together in private. Before every game we would make a silent pact that we would never tell anyone anything we did and to this day its as true as ever. His first dare, as usual, is to kiss him.

It was a cold and rainy night in Texas. I had gone to the V.F.W. for some beer and a few games of BINGO. I stayed a while after the last game of BINGO and had a couple more beers. About P.M. someone said the rain had almost stopped and I decided it was a good time to leave since my truck was a long way from the building. I really was not ready to go home and when I saw the Truck Stop Cafe I

I didnt hear her come in. Now she stood at the side of the bed horrified at the sight before her. I was naked on all fours wearing stockings and a sexy thong which had been pushed aside to make way for the inch plastic cock that was, at that moment, buried in my ass. I looked at her, embarrassed and frightened. We were both shocked but for different reasons. I wasnt expecting Sue, my wife, home for another couple of hours at least.

Miranda had just walked over to Chris who was tied down on the floor. She smiled as she had him right where she wanted him. "Chris dont go anywhere I got plans for you" Miranda moaned. "Boy these heels are killing me I hope you dont mind I have been in them all day and I just gotta slip them off" Miranda purred as she bent over in the tight skirt she had on.

Walking into the bathroom, I did not realize you were right behind me. I turned and jumped as I saw you standing there, looking hot as hell. You look up and down my body, making me wet with that look. I move to take off my pants to pee. No, wait a minute. As you remove your pants, then reach down and completely remove mine as I am sitting on the toilet. You stand me up and sit down backwards, facing the wall, then pull me down to straddle over you.

Ive always had a high heel fetish so I would place high heels on Calistas feet as I was pounding my rod into her as she lay spread eagled and tied to the bed with the scarves restraining her ankles and wrists on the bed with the mauve ribbon tied rather tightly around her neck. Uuuuhhhm, just thinking about her in that way makes me climax. Tonight however, something went terribly wrong. I was just about to climax as I was plunging and pounding myself in Calistas pussy and she was gasping for air when all of a sudden she went still. I felt as if I was re-living the past. As Calistas face was replaced with Ravens my ex-girlfriends face. Raven had gorgeous green

Im a guy living the straight life - Id never call myself straight, but I am married and am mostly perceived as straight to the regular world. Im average height and middle aged but am in very good shape, slim and toned, and smooth all over. And while Im not physically or emotionally attracted to men I love pleasuring them with my mouth and am always looking to suck cocks and swallow down cum as often as I can.

The Freeway in northern San Diego, California varies in the way traffic flows. On a good day the traffic averages or miles above the posted speed but on bad days it can be bumper to bumper at no more than miles per hour. Brandy worked for an insurance firm down town in one of the new bank buildings. It was normally a pretty good drive north to Escondido however when the traffic backed up Brandy would get impatient.

Life for Kevin was pretty much like everyone elses. He worked to , lunched with his coworkers and after work went home. But unlike others when Kevin went home he changed. Stripping naked, he lay on his bed and went to sleep for his hours of sleep. At am he awoke and ate and sat at the computer. He made his appointments then and waited. The sounds of traffic died away after and he began stretching.

Soon after school closed for summer vacation, my grandma, who lived alone, took ill and my mom and I went to Terre Haute, Indiana to take care of her and after she showed no signs of recovery my mom reluctantly had her placed in a nursing home and put her house up for sale. She died within a year and after many trips for my mom and I back to Terre Haute. In late August we returned home so I could get back to school and my mom could start work again. It was then I experienced the greatest crisis of my boyhood.