It had been three days since I had been fucked four times within two days, and I was hiding out. I had taken a by-week apartment made over from a motel not too far from the campus, dropped the logic class, and kept as low a profile as I could. I'd found the former motel too noisy to study in, so I was camped out in a small overgrown park nearby, where I was...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
"Ryan please leave, your Dad and I need to talk, come back when I tell you too okay." I said walking towards him. "What's wrong with my Dad Tom?" Ryan asked concerned. "You're Dad needs to talk to me Ryan so please I beg you leave us alone till your Dad is in a better place okay." I told him as i walked him out. "Okay Tom Thank you." Ryan said concerned f...
Hello there! Angel here! This is my first story *jumps excitedly* Let me know what you guys think. CREATIVE criticism is always welcomed. Unfortunately, this chapter doesn't contain graphic content, it's more of an introduction type but no fear! If you guys like it, I'll write the next chapter with some smutty goodness;) ANYWAYS! Please enjoys and comment!...
All people in this story are 18 years old or older. This is my first attempt at writing so please feel free to comment. ***** It was almost Friday afternoon and I was getting ready to leave work early. The local bathhouse had a special on Friday afternoons and I wanted to go check it out. I had been a few times before and never struck out, but was interest...
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. It contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are under the age of 18...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** "You lost the football match." I said, looking up from my newspaper as I lounged on the sofa. William sighed, pushing the front door closed, dumping his things on the ground. He was covered in dirt, which told me that he did put some effort in; clearly, he hadn't put enough in. Fol...
As his cock shuddered and filled my mouth with his silver cream, I groaned with an involuntary delight. I wondered how good an idea it had been to come here. This indignity, which nevertheless gave me wood, would be a small price to pay if I could delete this brand from my forehead. I had recently had a hook-up with a tattoo artist, which ended badly. I was...
All of his friends told Peter Townsend that he was crazy to buy the apartment in Cartagena, Colombia, in the luxury medium-rise building overlooking the ancient harbor, now yacht basin, as his retreat. But it was so convenient for him to sail his boat right up to the building's dock and whisk himself up to his retreat with its heavy security, and Cartagena c...
The first thing I did when I got home was check the mailbox. Sure enough the mail I'd been expecting was there, waiting for me to open it. I took it into the house and sat it on the table next to my favorite chair, while I went to the bathroom to take a leak and to get freshened up a bit. It was hot and muggy outside and I wanted to wash a little bit of the...