This is the second part of If You Could Do It Again. Thanks for reading and please vote and comment!! I'd like to thanks Julri and Nomoretears for their help and technically savvy! * The alarm clock on his bedside table shrieked with it's insistent noise. Paul opened his eyes and saw the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. He was back in two thousand an...
As soon as we stepped on stage, the whole show was a real rollercoaster ride of emotions. It was brilliant. We knew we had something to prove. People in the audience knew it too. We were so full of adrenaline, so supercharged that I think people could instantly feel it and from the first note, they were totally into it and already dancing and singing along,...
My name is Dave Burnell and I live in Portland, Oregon. This story is about my introduction to the greatest sex of my life. I was 24 and going to Portland State University, studying Engineering. I had a beautiful half-asian girlfriend with big ol' titties named Catherine who I would fuck as often as I could and we often got into some kinky shit. But this sto...
"I can understand you wanting to get away to complete the problem scenes in the second act, but to such a remote place? Do they even have cell service in—what did you say its name was—Oyster, Virginia? It sounds like a dump. Or a pile of rubbish. I have visions of an oyster shell pile on a deserted scrub beach. Everything washed out in soft, weak pastels; ev...
The day had finally come. I'd soon be moving into my newly refurbished house, according to the contractor, Mr. Gorton. Well, hopefully it really would be done this time. Mr. Gorton or Marty the malefactor as I sometime referred to him, had promised that everything was finished and done exactly according to my specifications. According to him, all that was le...
Chapter 8: In a Grain of Sand The ride home gave me far too much time to think. About Sid and Alan. About boinking. I started to fret. What will finally happen when we get home? Will I chicken out? Can something that big fit into such as small hole? Even worse-- what if Sid changed his mind? Gravel crunching under the tires of Alan's Olds told me we'r...
5.a: Video #5: the nude beach After another week where Sir had only inspected me, I was blazing with horny frustration. On Monday, when I scanned that week's code, I was hoping the next video would involve something, anything, to take the edge off. "GET SATURDAY OFF WORK. SCAN AGAIN FOR INSTRUCTIONS AFTER 9 AM SATURDAY." Well, that's an inconvenience! Doe...
Second Edition ©2013 (Original ©2009 Rob Colton) # Chapter 1 I looked at my watch as I stood at the elevator bank with my laptop bag. It was only 6:30 PM. That was pretty good. Lately it seemed I've been working later and later. My name is Mike Andrews. I'm twenty-two years old and this is my first job out of college. I'm a corporate app developer for on...
As always, this story is completely fiction and any likeness to real events or people are completely coincidental. My stories contain a lot of detail and dialogue so if you're looking for a short to the point story this is not for you. If you looking for a story that contains suspense, drama and adventure than this is it! This chapter contains an extreme sit...
NOTE: This is my first attempt at writing a story after years of enjoying the work of other authors on this site. All feedback is welcome - please be gentle with a first-timer! ***** "I am going to fuck you until you've had enough, and then I'm going to keep on fucking you." That was the sentence that had sealed it. It was the closing seduction in a serie...