The low October sun beats down and illuminates the pages of the forgettable magazine that I am half heartedly reading. Honestly, every week I tell myself not to buy it and every week it reaches out and pulls me into its transparent charms. I guess like most girls of 21, I love a bit of…
Helping Hands II: Blown Away It had been several days since my physiotherapist, Julia, had last visited me to see how my recovering after my accident. I had never expected to be taken care of in such a way as she did with me, which in the end was pretty much hands on. After discovering…
After months of dating, she was ready to get physical. But, it seemed that he is either very timid or not interested. She knew for a fact that he was interested, just for the simple fact that when they danced, he got hard…real hard. Afterward, he’d just jump away, as if she would be angry…
This is the first story I’ve posted, any feedback is welcome, good or bad. Please don’t just slate it, explain where you thought it was wrong. Helpful tips very much welcome! She’d teased me often enough that it should have been no surprise. Yet I was still shocked when I felt Karlie’s tongue slide into my mouth…
A few days after the installation of my storm shelter had been completed one of those isolated summer thunderstorms came along with its torrential rain, thunder, and lightning, just before full darkness descended. I was enjoying my second SM&BW (that’s sour mash and branch water for those who don’t know) highball when the phone rang….
Around 3:30 am that night. I woke up being rather dazed; I wasn’t sure where I was when I came to. I didn’t bother to sit up because my memories were flooding back. George; we kissed, he brought me home, and … right… lost my virginity. That’s when my vision started to clear up and…
We made it to Vegas. We drove along I-15 through the heat of the desert and made it to our hotel. We were giggling like kids, but that’s because this wasn’t so much of a vacation as a mission. You see, my lover revealed a fantasy. A fantasy I would like to explore with her….
One boyTwo boysThree boys FourThe ones I choose,My candy store They make me laugh They make me cryAnd promise NEVERTo cum in my eye You are felt intenselyin different waysI can’t help but seek youOut to play So Sexy, So cleverSo funny and smartChrist! One of youCould break my heart! One boyTwo boysThree boys FourAlways…
Chapter 2: “Sunday night, I put on some good Flamenco guitar that Bill had recommended to us, and was just finished wrapping the blindfold on my wife when I felt the air move slightly from Bill opening the door. I immediately went around the corner to tend the food. I wanted Bill to see my…
He stood, but he had cum so hard his legs were shaking. She sat up and took his cock in her mouth again, licking it clean of all his hot cum. He never lost his erection and they both wanted more. He told her to go upstairs to bed, and she walked in front of…
“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can’t keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to write one – his book. The authorized biography.” The obvious…
Punished You had decided that punishment was due for my misbehaviour. I had after all embarrassed you in front of your friends and though it turned out well, you remained a little red-faced from the moment. There was a glint of evil in your eye – you sought revenge but what exactly, I was unsure….
This is a sequel story to A Night Out. However reading part one is not necessary for the enjoyment of this story. Comments and criticism is welcomed as I am still new to writing and story development. A Night Out part 2 Tammi turned around to see two of the beer wenches from the Saucer…
After I served Mistress Sarah her drink, she took a sip and just looked at me. Instantly, for some reason, I knew what to do next. Sitting on the sofa, I began to massage her feet, when she quickly saidl “erm, little one, on your knees on the floor, I didn’t say you could sit…
The Stalker (Part 2) – A Masturbatory Interlude I’m trying to walk away but it’s so difficult. I’m placing one foot in front of the other; toe to heel with perfect 6” gaps, my head is raised and my eyes fixed forward but my mind is entrapped by the soft eyed temptation that…