Author: rick_pat

Tied up… (for my girl Lisa)

Finally! With so much perfectionism and sweat I had installed this room of pleasure in the depths of my basement and now the day should have come. However, the search for a suitable candidate for my little playroom was to prove even more exhausting than all the manual labor.

Lisa was the first to respond to my ad without any financial ulterior motives. Immediately, all these fake profiles of the last months came back to my mind and then she had these pictures of an insanely good-looking woman on her page. My desperation must have risen immeasurably at that moment, because without much hesitation I answered her message despite these ulterior motives.

Already in the first lines I felt this very special connection. Her openness and curiosity to submit to a complete stranger left me speechless. What were the chances that a guy like me could have such luck?

The last few weeks passed me by like a journey through time. Nervousness seeped through my whole body, as the doorbell gave its unmistakable ringing. Behind the frosted glass, the distinct curves of a long-haired woman could be made out. Had all this not been just a dream after all? Read more »

Tied up… (Translated from german) for my girl Lisa

Finally! With so much perfectionism and sweat I had installed this room of pleasure in the depths of my basement and now the day should have come. However, the search for a suitable candidate for my little playroom was to prove even more exhausting than all the manual labor.

Lisa was the first to respond to my ad without any financial ulterior motives. Immediately, all these fake profiles of the last months came back to my mind and then she had these pictures of an insanely good-looking woman on her page. My desperation must have risen immeasurably at that moment, because without much hesitation I answered her message despite these ulterior motives.

Already in the first lines I felt this very special connection. Her openness and curiosity to submit to a complete stranger left me speechless. What were the chances that a guy like me could have such luck?

The last few weeks passed me by like a journey through time. Nervousness seeped through my whole body, as the doorbell gave its unmistakable ringing. Behind the frosted glass, the distinct curves of a long-haired woman could be made out. Had all this not been just a dream after all? Read more »

My fucked up life… (Story beginning)

And again the 5 o’clock mobile phone alarm clock fucked me out of my sleep well before my natural rest time. It was Monday and the beginning of another desolate gauntlet of the work week in the office and daily routines began. The old woman next to me hadn’t elicited a wet grin from my cock for a long time. Since the birth of our daughter, a good six years ago, her physical condition has been rapidly falling and I should have considered her increasing body weight when I ordered the new box spring bed! Shit just happens …

Everything that enabled me to move this thoroughly unmotivated body on this and actually every morning was the thought of finally getting away from here, the “constructive” conversations with my work colleagues, as well as the pictures of our 18 Year-old trainees. Elisa was more of a country girl and her bust size was rather inconspicuous, but the beautiful ass given her by God blew up any imagination that was still too blooming. With every inconspicuous look at this flesh pressed into skin-tight jeans, the archive of images in my head grew by a file capable of masturbating. But more on that later … Read more »