He sinks his teeth into my back. I can feel him urging for me.
I know he wants me. I know he wants to work his fingers into my ass, knowing I’m going to go crazy from him doing it.
-Will you cum over my ass? I ask.
-I will, many times, he casually replies. He continues: …

This is the third part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

Since we started seeing each other Matt has mentioned that if his work bring him by my place, he can always come in for a quickie. I’ve been …

This is the first two parts (in one), in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I had been out of town on a trip to find myself stuck in town. I knew one person I could rely on to get …

Waking up early a Sunday morning sensing the lovely smell of my own juices, still covering my body from the night before. Sex still on my mind, and fantasies starting to evolve in my head. Smooth loving hands are starting to explore my body again. Carefully toughing just my soft spots only the way …

He was on his way home from a hard day’s labour. It was a sizzling midsummers afternoon. He could feel a drop of sweat trickle down the side of his face. He knew what he wanted when he got home. Nothing as trivial or mundane as a simple dinner would pacify the bubbling and …