The Rod

Dear readers, it has come to my attention that some of my stories have been plagiarised on Literotica. If you want to use any of my works as the basis for your own, it's fine, go ahead, you have my permission providing: 1. You do not use word for word extracts 2. You notify me and credit me at the beginning of the story Thank you and happy reading. * * * * * Felicity. I woke with a start. Sweating. Sunlight was streaming through my bedroom window, my erect penis was spasming. Cum was squirting onto my chest and streaming down my belly. Fuck! I had a wet dream. That hadn't happened since I was seventeen! Felicity, the office milf, had been bending over her desk, skirt around her hips, panties pulled down to her knees. I had stood behind her, pushed my penis into her beautiful, slimy, pink gash and fucked the shit out of her - until I woke up, cumming. I sleep naked. In the middle of a hot Summer, I don't even cover myself with a sheet. Small mercy. I went to the bathroom,

MY DREAM LOVER ADAM, PART ONE I've never really connected with a woman in my life. Don't get me wrong. I love women. But when I've been with women I simply do not know how to act. Should I be macho? Should I be sensitive? Should I act like a movie idol and grab the woman in my arms and make love to her. Such thoughts go through my mind. I guess you can say I'm insecure. I've never known how to connect with a woman. But then I've been able to connect with a man. But do I like men? Really? Most of the time I'll see a good looking guy and I feel nothing. Most of the time I'll see a hot stud and I feel absolutely no erotic sensation. No hard on. No nothing. But there's always that one guy. Adam is his name. ****************************************** He picks me up at my apartment and as we walk out to his car he puts his arm around me. He rubs my back and right before I get into his car he wraps his arms around my waist and draws me close. We kiss for

This is my very first story after reading thousands of you wonderful authors. Please, offer me all the constructive criticism so that I may become better. Thank you for taking the time to give this a shot. So I met you in a hotel lobby. You dressed in a beautiful evening gown; I in a full tux. As I lead you to the elevator, I slowly close your eyes with the palms on my hands. You attempt to grab my arms, but I shut you down by whispering the word "Obedience" in your ear. You shiver, returning your arms to your side and allowing your body to give over complete control to me. When the door opens, I say in a low but powerful tone, "walk". You move forward, exiting the doorway. I stop you once we are past and again, in that directive tone you hear, "Left". You proceed to turning left, not knowing how far you must walk. Only my arms and my voice control you now. After a distance, you hear that voice that you are now craving, "Stop. Wait. Eyes shut".

Mountaintop Ultimatum Pt. - 3 This a true story of a husband and wife. Like every relationship there are lots of twists and turns (some unexpected) but its 100% non-fiction. This is the third part of the series and there will be more parts to follow that span several years, so if you enjoy it I hope you look for my other submissions in the near future. THE PICTURE We woke up early the following morning because we had a long day ahead of us, and it was our last day for this vacation. We were going to drive up Smokey Mountain Highway to a stop that sits just under 6,000ft above sea level to do some hiking and about anything we could do to enjoy the mountains. The day turned into almost 200 miles of driving. That doesn't seem like a lot, but it was virtually all curvy mountain road driving coupled along with lots of hiking and sight-seeing. We actually took in the sunset from a picturesque location. We had planned on getting an early start on dinner but seeing as we still had to dri

From her perspective: After pushing him over onto his back, I let the weight of my body rest against his pelvis, feeling his cock harden while the width of my hips forces his knees apart, all the while kissing him, probing deeply with my tongue, one hand on his shoulder and the other cradling his head. He wasn't going anywhere and I felt no resistance to my gyrating hips dry humping him. Slowly our lips part and I lean in to his ear whispering, "I'm going to peg you", "Yeah..." he answered raggedly, it was time and we both knew it. With his acceptance, I say, "I want you to be open for me when I fill you with my cock." I love to be verbally dominate, especially when I want to peg a man. And it's incredibly exciting when it's his first time. This was the moment and I wasted no time, my hands were sure and strong as I undid his jeans, his dick rising up to meet my hand. I pulled his briefs and jeans off. Once he was fully naked, I stood bac

I used to visit sites that contained stories from women who had been in catfights - either as a winner or as a loser. Not very many of them also have a lesbian theme, and I haven't seen a video that does anything other than show a catfight where the winner dominates the loser sexually. I'd like to see a video that has a catfight and that catfight exposes a vulnerability that leads to a sexual encounter. Episode 55: After the Catfight In a club, a woman is wearing a sexy club dress. She's talking to an attractive guy at the bar. Another woman is standing close-by but behind her. She's wearing a short, black skirt and a low-cut shirt. Another young woman enters the scene and is angry. She's a bit overweight but not really fat. She shouts at the first woman "who said you could talk to my boyfriend?" "It's a free country. He was standing her by himself, so we came over to say hi. Do you have a problem with that?" "You bet I do! I'm tir