When I went to school up in San Jose, I was introduced to the light rail system and a whole new fantasy: frottage. Most of the time I was able to obtain a seat, but the days when I had to stand…well, I was always on the look out for someone to play a starring [...]

I’ve always had wet dreams, on a fairly regular-though not frequent-basis. Lately those dreams have occurred almost nightly, diverging from the norm (for me) by a startling degree. Previously, they were recognizable as reflections of fantasies I’d indulged in during my “me-time”, or elaborations on a passing thought or face. Some based loosely on past [...]

Some change would be scattered on the lady?s counter (and it was always a lady?this was a girl/girl fantasy, after all) and if you arranged the coins in an idle, surreptitious way, she would know what particular service you wanted to include in your wash-and-blow-dry. Three coins in a line, standard oral, some finger dipping, clit licking, nothing fancy. Three-two-two in a line, full service.

…should I call it reverse voyeurism? Judge for yourself.
One of the many wonderful things about clothes with elastic waistbands is the ability to masturbate in public with none the wiser. I just…

I hate dentist appointments. Not because I’ve ever been tortured there; in fact, that would be a nice change of pace. It’s so boring, lounging around, staring at the ceiling, avoiding eye contact with your dentist and his bunny-print-clad assistant.
Today, however, the stars that govern mastication and its acolytes must have been perfectly aligned, or [...]