I was in a hurry as I made the turn down to the launch ramp. Sitting in traffic while the last city I went through had people out blocking off streets for their annual Summer celebration made me late. Finally a cop pointed the way to the detour and we got moving again. My plans to be out on the lake by 7 in the morning became nearly 9. The little 14 foot A...
Author's Note - This story is filed in Novels but is heavily BDSM in nature so feel free to skip over it if that's not your thing! Thanks everyone for continuing to read and support this story! For those just jumping in here, I recommend starting at chapter 1 to fully understand the characters and background. Thanks also to ftw752 for continuing to give...
"Twenty." Offered Scott, an 18 year old at Dowling High. He stood in front of the Mattison House on 85th street with his friends Donny and Nicolai. "That's not even enough to compensate the hit I'm going to get when she opens the freakin' door!" Donny interjected, running his hand through his thin mane of dirty blonde hair, ignoring the few strands that fel...
How did I come to be lying naked in a big bed with my two best friends and our respective husbands, Carl's cum dripping out of my pussy and my husband's dripping out of Kathy's? It's a long story, as they say, told in parts 1 through 3. If you want the short version... over the course of three days, our libidos were growing as our inhibitions were disappeari...
This is actually the third installment about Laura Enders. I had a few formatting problems with the first, "The Truth about Laura" and I wish I knew then what I have since learned. For example the proper use of italics and bold type, where it ordinarily should have been called for would have helped the story. Anyway, we learn, we grow. The one remaining it...
Day One: Annabelle looked at the acceptance letter one more time, scarcely believing she'd got the job. She'd lived in a rural area of Ireland her whole life and now, after a hopeful application to a bank in London, she'd been hired. She couldn't believe it, it made little sense that they'd pick her over other, surely more suitable candidates? "I... still c...
Being a builder, I'm use to seeing things build up, and the satisfaction of seeing a job completed. But! The things that I have witnessed over the last year, the foundation being built, the work being put into it, the signs being put up, and a job well done by a master. The only surprise here is how I didn't see it built until it was complete. My name is To...
Jack and Jill grow and make it out like minks. In the Wheatfield’s house in suburban San Francisco, USA, year 1967, there lived a Swedish exchange student named Jill Olson. She’s 19, extremely beautiful that back in her country someone said that her natural beauty could make a blind man see again. But though most of the teenagers at that time were gravitat...
Thankfully edited by Angel Love This is the first story I have ever written so bare with me. I just have to tell you about the night my girlfriend and I had... * For the past few years I have been fantasizing about my girl in a situation I can't control. Yeah, that's right, I'm the boyfriend that gets turned on thinking about other men with my loved one....
"Craig's just got to be calling my cell right now," Leslie's distraught voice of rationality tried to speak up over the cataclysmic din ringing in her ears. Watching Britney's head descend between her thighs once again, Leslie knew she didn't have much more time to dissect the ramifications of what she was doing before it would be too late. "When I don't a...