"Okay, Lionel, have your bags packed on Saturday morning," the younger brother reminded his sibling. "I will, Blaine! What time will you be here? I'll be there around ten in the morning." "Do you want me and Freeland to ride together or do one of us need to ride with you?" "You tell me what you want. Just think about it and let me know." "Okay. And you h...
In my first story, “Cards With Friends,” I introduced four couples - Jason and Stephanie, Tom and Sarah, Marcus and Cassandra, and Steve and Jillian. Steve is a reasonably athletic white man in his early 30s, with an eight inch thick cock, and his wife Jillian (or Jill) is a somewhat petite half white half latina woman, with light brown hair, small breasts,...
So I recently spent some time at my dad's holiday place in the north of Scotland and decided to write a story about what would happen if I had my guy with me. To set the scene, the house is in the middle of nowhere. The town itself is fairly secluded, but the house, even more so. From where I live, the house is a good 3 or 4 hour drive. On the drive up t...
"Buona sera Signor e Signorine Masters! Benvenuti my friends! It's my pleasure to serve you, at Ristorante Verutti!" I held out my hand for Signor Verutti to shake and gave the proprietor a warm smile. I replied, "Ciao Carlo. How could we possibly go anywhere else? You serve the best Italian food in Seattle. Everyone knows that!" The elderly gentleman look...
TIGHT PUSSY by jnebegood Just about every able-bodied, heterosexual, normal male at some time or other in their lives dreams of fucking some very tight pussy! When I was growing in the neighborhood there was always the question of what was the best type of pussy to get. Some guys thought that it was heaven to fuck a built, stacked, voluptuous piece of pus...
It was a hot Los Angeles summers day when he opened the door and they both entered the foyer of the movie theatre. Daphne Moon blinked a couple of times before her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, in stark contrast to the bright sunlight outside. She slowly turned her head, scanning the contents of the foyer - there were a couple of faded movie pos...
Daphne Moon stared at the blinking, multi coloured lights of the Seattle night time cityscape from the balcony of Frasier's nineteenth floor apartment. She shivered slightly from the cold air as it whistled past her bare shoulders and arms but it did not matter to her. Life for Daphne Moon was just about perfect -- she had a dream job with the Crane family a...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism; it helps me to improve my writing, and e...
I started to mess with the silk top Marisol made me wear. It was so flimsy. Barely a handkerchief worth of fabric held on by two braided straps. It flew to the sides as I moved and couldn't help but wonder if it was going to fly off. Marisol squeezed my hand and I snapped out of my clothing quandary. It seemed that she had charmed the bouncer while I was s...
This is a follow-up to a story I wrote a couple years back and decided to continue. It should make sense even if you haven't read part 1. Enjoy! Part 2 I knew when I left the salon that day that Denise and I would not be seeing each other socially. It was purely a sexual thing. So as a result, I didn't see her again until it was time for another haircut. T...