"Do you believe in ghosts?" It was not the sort of question my wife normally asked. I'm the romantic type. She's a numbers person, a bean counter. "I don't know. Why do you ask?" "Well, we're hiking up to a ghost town, aren't we?" "It's not that sort of ghost town" "It was a thriving village once." A voice broke in behind us. One of the guys walking alon...
I'm currently parked outside an out of the way motel about 20 miles outside of town contemplating how I got here. Well I know how I got here but to honest with myself I'm afraid of what I'll become if I get out of my car and walk into room 107 – as instructed on the text message I received an hour ago. I guess it would help if I explained how I got to the p...
Three times I circle his block before I can find a parking spot, and I'm so hard I can barely breathe. Last time I did this at about ten o'clock at night, and a cop flagged me down and asked me if I was lost (read: what a car like mine is doing in a neighborhood this nice). I nearly ended up with a trip downtown because I got all flustered trying to invent a...
*This story is the continuation to my previous two stories. All account of this story are true and are from my personal experience. I hope you all enjoy it and thank you again for the feedback on my precious post* *** I'm still completely naked on all fours on his bed, trembling from the amazing orgasm I'd just experienced. I knew "H" had more plans for me...
Darkness hung over the room like a thick, warm, blanket as I lay there naked in the bed with only a rumpled sheet for cover. The light coming from underneath the closed bathroom door was the only light in the room and the sound of a running shower was heard coming from behind that same door. As my eyes began to focus somewhat I tried desperately to make out...
I don't know when he's coming home or if he'll be alone, but I wait. Won't be long till the bars close. But I swear to myself I won't wait long. Not more than a half hour. It'll take him at least that long to get home. No longer though. Finally he walks up to the door alone, his breath hanging in a cloud on the cold air. For a minute he doesn't see me and I...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "Yo, check this out bro," Mahmed says joyfully. He's so happy all the time and it's contagious. On a drunken bender he can convince you to steal a cab just because it's fun. It's gotten me into more trouble than I ever want to be. So him suggesting we watch porn together, isn't mu...
He came over the dusty hilltop and walked down the road towards me. As he came closer my mouth fell open. I had never before seen such a massive muscular physique. His arms tapered from massive shoulders to thick boned wrists and big strong hands. His legs, well his legs were huge, his massive thighs a moving mass of rippling muscle as he strode smoothly tow...
I am back with my public local train sex story. I just love getting touched and groped in the train. the best part being that nothing that happens on a local train is permanent. For example I have been groped, smooched, my nipples have been pressed to the limit and my ass has been fingered until I orgasmed, let alone groping of my boobs, ass and cock. And as...
"I shouldn't be here." I tell myself. Standing outside the bar, garish neon lights blinking slowly in my face, I shiver and almost leave. It's loud inside - people laughing and a blare of music trying to drown everyone out. I'm standing about 15 feet away by a dead lamp post. Watching. A somewhat steady stream of people in and out, various states of dress. V...