One Upsmanship

Byron was around 24 or 25 and he worked as a waiter at a nice restaurant. I'd come in to dine with a business client. Byron served us and made eyes at me all night. I immediately thought about what I wanted to do to him. I got up to go to the men's room. He saw me and followed me in. I locked the door behind him. He tried to slide up on me and kiss me. Umm, no. This young man is my server. He's going to serve me right now. I grabbed him and pushed him up against the counter. He got that hot, needy look in his eyes. I grabbed his package, still in his work pants, and I held him in place with my tight grip. I loomed over him until he was leaning back over the sink and then I told him, in graphic detail, what was going to happen. He nodded and I released his dick. He sagged for a second but I grabbed him, spun him around until he was pinned between me and the counter again, looking into the mirror, at the reflection of me behind him. He put one hand on the mirror to support

Hello Reader. Here is chapter 2! I would also like to apologize for not remembering to credit her in the first chapter, but the idea for my story came from Heather26's story "A Holstaur Came to Stay". I thought that was a great read, and if you like this or my last chapter, please give it a look! Once again, I am the sole writer and editor so some grammatical errors are bound to happen, and all characters are over 18. * * * * * After Pam had "milked" Tim, they both had a shower, got dressed and headed out to get clothes. They got in Tim's car to head to the mall in town. As they pulled out of the driveway, Pam turned to Tim. "Ummm, Tim..." she began, as she looked to him. He glanced over, wondering what was troubling her. "Yes Pam?" He asked "Could we listen to the radio please?" She asked as she nervously twirled a finger through her hair. "I listened to it for the first time when Dorothy drove me here, and I-I really li

This is a fantasy I would like to see happen with my wife. She is half Asian, around 5'4", long black hair, hourglass figure with full 32D breasts. Her name is Ann. I have always wanted to see her make-out with a gorgeous woman. I wrote this as if I were telling her my fantasy. Here is my fantasy of her: _______________ On my birthday you decided that was doable and arranged for us to have the entire weekend to ourselves in Tampa. You took us to a nice dinner and then to a strip club downtown. After a few minutes of watching different dancers we both settled on a busty blonde girl named Jean. She was probably about 5'6" with a nice round ass, not too big but not small, enough to jiggle and get a good handful, shoulder length blond hair, & an amazing pair of DD tits. She was wearing a black lace pushup bra with matching lacy panties all while dancing on 7" red bottomed stilettos. You asked her to come give me a lap dance. As she sat on my lap and asked what

Editor's Note: I was recently inspired by an excellent writer NEFARIUM. They only have 10 works published here, but they are all well done. We want Morra Please! Summer time and the living is easy! I was having an easy summer, taking one course in geriatric sexuality, which was only offered once every two years. In addition I had started an intensive Spanish class with a tutor that Sue Rodriguez had recommended. I was to call her Senora Madrid, but her friends called her Coco. She met me on a Sunday afternoon, in her small apartment not too far from the U. Her cat Felix liked me, so I cuddled with her a bit, and that was the key to gaining Senora's trust and friendship. "I don't know what kind of student you are Shylo, but I usually start out by having my students learn 100 basic words, mostly nouns, but some verbs too, then we have an hour session, in which I teach you about grammar, and sentence structure, then 100 more words, and another lesson were we will start

When Matt was at work next, Denise asked how it went with Aidan but never made a comment or mention of Seamus. Matt didn't want to test his good luck and did everything in his power to make sure there was no reason to bring Aidan to work, even for fifteen minutes. It worked for about a week before Victoria showed up at the end of shift one day. She had somewhere to be and Matt had thirty minutes left on the clock. Everyone welcomed the chubby potato with open arms. Luckily, Seamus wasn't there. In fact, he hadn't been there since he'd spent the day watching Aidan. Which is why, as if on cue, Seamus walked through the front door. Matt quickly turned his back on the door and looked at Hilary and Kase with wide eyes. Aidan was still sleeping in his car seat, tucked in the corner. Matt shuffled over and moved the car seat deeper into the corner with his foot. It was still visible if you knew what you were looking for but not nearly as noticeable. His friends watched him.

"Yes Mrs. Murrows, it appears the others have gone home for the day." "Very good Missy," the forty-two-year-old attorney said into the phone. "I've ordered dinner and it should be here in a few minutes. Run down to the lobby and fetch it and come back up here. You may join me for...dinner." "Of course Mrs. Murrows," they secretary said, curtly, into the phone. After they hung up, Mrs. Janet Murrows, wife, mother, and high-powered attorney, got up and closed the blinds to her office. Then she unlocked a filing cabinet and opened the bottom-most drawer. From it, she pulled out a collar, leather gag, strap-on dildo, handcuffs, and a riding crop. These she laid out on the desk in a clean, neat line. Janet then took a moment to straighten herself out while looking in the mirror. She was fit for a woman of her age. Two children hadn't affected her thin, muscled frame. They had given her a temporarily nice set of C-cup breasts, which she'd

It was pretty cute Lucy thought she could beat me at April Fool's. She can't say she didn't know what she was getting into with me. I have four brothers and a dad who are all April Fool's fanatics, just like me, and just like me, they can come up with some pretty funny stuff. We've been pranking each other since we were kids, and this upstart, this gift from God to men's eyes and my heart, thought she could win? Nuh uh. Not today, not ever. April Fool's already holds a pretty special meaning for us. Like I said, it's my family's favorite holiday -- well, okay, definitely not my mom's, but she tolerates it. My brother Todd throws a party every year at the end of it. It's a good time. We all bring something weird to eat, with the rule being that it has to be edible and at least tolerably tasty. Beer's allowed, but if you want to hang with the Belville boys, you have to do shots instead. We're talking Prairie Fire. We're talking Big