M Is For Matinee

"I can't stand it any more, Larry!"
I watched her move around the room, throwing clothing in to her suitcase. Roz was mad. And she had every reason to be upset. Vacation that I had scheduled months ago had to be canceled for the sixth time and my wife had had it. ...

M is for Mayhem

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"Ring-g-g-g!" came the insistent sound of our doorbell. ...

M&M&M

In her long black clinging cotton skirt, I could see every contour of Melissa's ass. I could almost even see those marvelous muscular dimples she had, the dimples that I licked over and over when she was naked, face down on the bed ready to be fucked. She loved it from behind, my hands on her sweaty, meaty hips, pounding away. My mouth salivated watching her now. ...

M's Desires

I wanted to role-play with her. I wanted to try so many different things with her and explore our minds and our bodies together. I felt so comfortable with her; I had no fears of that exploration. Just same much as I enjoyed making sweet slow love where she begged me for more, part of me craved role playing with the woman I loved, dominating her and controlling her sexually.
We must have both wanted it that day. ...

Ma

A 23 guy shouldn't have to move back home with his parents but that is exactly what happened. At least, the move wouldn't be a long term thing as it was only five weeks while I was waiting for my new condominium to be ready after my apartment lease ran out. I had an excellent relationship with my parents calling them Ma and Pa even though I didn't grow up in the country. Home was the bustling town of Kansas City. ...

Ma - Slut

Oh mom my cock is hot and hard! I burst through the front door after school. I pull out my cock proud of it and order you, "Strip mom."
You refuse saying the other day was a one time thing. "Fuck no..." I holler and slam you to the floor tearing your clothing to shreds -ripped blouse, torn stockings and demolished panties. ...

Ma's Outlaw Sons

"Dammit, Ma! We stay cooped up in here much longer, Luke and me are gonna go crazy," Jeb said as he turned and glared at his mother. She didn't answer, just glared back. Jeb kicked the end of the broken down couch that made up half the furniture in the main room of the cabin. He turned away and cursed under his breath. ...

Mac and Me

She had the most unusual name I had ever heard - Mac. It wasn't short for any feminine name or even a shortened patronymic . No. Just Mac.
I first saw her at a business affair I was attending for my company in another town. ...

Mac's Birthday

Bedroom was awash in candle light. Incense of Rose, Jasmine and Myrrh scented the room. Soft music lilted through the air. She greeted her lover at the door wearing only black silk stockings, black heels and her pearl necklace. Her luxurious natural blonde hair in an elegant do - pulled softly back into a comb. ...

Mac's Little Slut

It had been nearly four weeks since my wife had last been home from her latest overseas trip and day by day I was missing outside, female company more and more. My moods had become dark and foreboding with little to do when I returned from work other than watch TV and think about the sex that I wasn't getting!
When my buddie Mac phoned it came as a blessed relief. ...

Mac's Merry Christmas

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Machine Language

It was a Friday night--Saturday morning, actually--around 1:30 A.M. I couldn't sleep.
Everyone else in the house was sleeping like logs, I figured and here I was, on my back in bed, hands behind my head, counting the little pips of plaster protruding from the ceiling. Count had reached 29,788.
"This is bullshit," I growled. ...

Macho Man Handles Female Stalker

My name is Andrew James Clicheau. Buddies call me Andy or A.J.C. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the history-making state of Massachusetts. I'm originally from the city of Port-Au-Prince in the Island Nation of Haiti. These days, I'm finding that life simply couldn't be better. I mean, things are just going right. Ever had that feeling? Well, if you haven't, you should really seek it out. ...

Mackenzie's Bed

Cary turned the page of his geology book. He had been up for hours studying for the midterm. His eyes could hardly stay open. He was ready to shut the book and go to sleep when he heard a soft tap on his door. He listened for it again, thinking it was just his imagination.
He'd been up too long. He closed the book. It was after two in the morning.
Then he heard the soft tap again. ...

Mad Maxine

MAD MAXINE
TALES FROM BEHIND THE BAR #4
Evenin, how's it going? Have a seat at the bar here. What can ole Sam get for ya tonight? We had a party goin' on in here earlier tonight and my crew is still cleaning up. No big deal they'll be done in a minute. Anyway, your story for tonight is running a little late, too. ...